[If ever there was a moment to remind Bryn of how right it was for her to decide to settle in here in Riverview, seeing Thor naked and hard on her bed, looking up at her that way is that moment. Eyes darkening with her own arousal, Bryn decides to balance the line between making a show of stripping down and just getting it over with. It's the best she can do when she wants to please him but finds her patience wears thin tonight.
So she turns toward the small shelf she's bolted into the wall and carefully lifts her shirt up and over her head. Her hair falls down her bare back as she leaves the shirt on the shelf. Bryn half turns, watching him over her shoulder as her hands move to the front of her pants. They unfasten easily, but Bryn takes her time easing them down over her hips, half bending so he sees her ass to advantage. Once more, she doesn't simply let them drop but rather bends over at the waist to draw them down to her ankles, and then steps out of them to pick them up and put them with her shirt. Only then does she turn back toward him to let him see her front, bare-breasted and down to nothing but her panties. The peaks of her breasts are stiff in the open air, and her nipples tighten as she locks eyes with him and carefully removes the last piece of clothing.
With a sway of her hips she approaches him on the bed, looking quite pleased with herself.]
Stay just like that for me... [Bryn eases herself down to the bed and crawls forward, on hands and knees until she's nestled between his legs, cheek pressing against his thigh.] Would you be happy to continue watching me, Thor?
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So she turns toward the small shelf she's bolted into the wall and carefully lifts her shirt up and over her head. Her hair falls down her bare back as she leaves the shirt on the shelf. Bryn half turns, watching him over her shoulder as her hands move to the front of her pants. They unfasten easily, but Bryn takes her time easing them down over her hips, half bending so he sees her ass to advantage. Once more, she doesn't simply let them drop but rather bends over at the waist to draw them down to her ankles, and then steps out of them to pick them up and put them with her shirt. Only then does she turn back toward him to let him see her front, bare-breasted and down to nothing but her panties. The peaks of her breasts are stiff in the open air, and her nipples tighten as she locks eyes with him and carefully removes the last piece of clothing.
With a sway of her hips she approaches him on the bed, looking quite pleased with herself.]
Stay just like that for me... [Bryn eases herself down to the bed and crawls forward, on hands and knees until she's nestled between his legs, cheek pressing against his thigh.] Would you be happy to continue watching me, Thor?