[Justine shifts her underwear back into place and tugs gently on her skirt to pull the fabric over her thighs. Her chest rises and falls in exaggerated motions as she struggles to steady her racing pulse. She uses the wall and her grip on Majima's biceps to keep herself standing.]
Y-yeah. [Her voice trembles slightly, her cheeks flush and her mind racing down.] Are you okay?
[She swallows and her eyes drop to the floor. Justine recognizes these feeling and it's difficult for her to resist. She notices the white lace of her bra showing and rises her fingers to her chest to button her shirt. Except that she doesn't do that. Her fingers flick and another button frees itself, displaying smooth pale skin and more of that thin lacy bra.]
W-what?
[Justine wants him and she has no trouble admitting that but it's never felt this uncontrollable.]
I- [She has to pause to steady her voice.] I still want you. It doesn't have to be sex but to feel you touching me.
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Y-yeah. [Her voice trembles slightly, her cheeks flush and her mind racing down.] Are you okay?
[She swallows and her eyes drop to the floor. Justine recognizes these feeling and it's difficult for her to resist. She notices the white lace of her bra showing and rises her fingers to her chest to button her shirt. Except that she doesn't do that. Her fingers flick and another button frees itself, displaying smooth pale skin and more of that thin lacy bra.]
W-what?
[Justine wants him and she has no trouble admitting that but it's never felt this uncontrollable.]
I- [She has to pause to steady her voice.] I still want you. It doesn't have to be sex but to feel you touching me.