[She raises an eyebrow at him, before she shrugs. If he wants to watch, he can watch. She's not shy around him - what's the point? - and there are plenty of ways she can enjoy herself without him.]
Then enjoy, I guess. [She doesn't have that much faith in him being able to stop himself for long, anyway. Especially because she's not wearing a bra under his shirt, a fact that gets revealed almost immediately as she tugs it up that last little bit before pulling it off completely.
The shirt ends up somewhere unimportant. She meets his gaze and smirks again, pleased with herself.]
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Then enjoy, I guess. [She doesn't have that much faith in him being able to stop himself for long, anyway. Especially because she's not wearing a bra under his shirt, a fact that gets revealed almost immediately as she tugs it up that last little bit before pulling it off completely.
The shirt ends up somewhere unimportant. She meets his gaze and smirks again, pleased with herself.]