[ There's a moment when Clara is letting herself fall over Red, and her laugh fills the air just above her, right before a kiss that's curved into a smile. ]
There's a knot, right...[ she guides Red's hand to a sash that's tied at her waist. ]...here. Undo it for me? All this fabric is getting in the way.
[ There's a certain humor in knowing she's being undressed and yet isn't visible in any way, a bonus tease. Once the robe falls away from her, it'll become clear that it's as ornate as this place could manage, fitting enough for a virgin priestess. Her hands aren't idle, working on pushing Red's shirt up, with the goal of getting it off and tossed somewhere over the edge of the bed. ]
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There's a knot, right...[ she guides Red's hand to a sash that's tied at her waist. ]...here. Undo it for me? All this fabric is getting in the way.
[ There's a certain humor in knowing she's being undressed and yet isn't visible in any way, a bonus tease. Once the robe falls away from her, it'll become clear that it's as ornate as this place could manage, fitting enough for a virgin priestess. Her hands aren't idle, working on pushing Red's shirt up, with the goal of getting it off and tossed somewhere over the edge of the bed. ]