(Chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)
It was like watching her own body moving in slow-motion, and Minako was helpless to stop her hands' own movements. And once she realized what her idle limbs were up to, oh, she desperately wanted to.
Her fingers were daintily undoing her own blouse. A button after the other, completely without restraint... and all while staying completely unseen by the others around her, due to the dark interior.
This should have been enough to make her stop, but it just seemed to spurn that unseen guiding **** on. Another was undone, then another, then the very last fastening... and she sighed in what almost sounded like contentment as her blouse came completely apart, exposing the sight of her petite underclothing for all to see; at least, had anyone been looking.
Minako's internal pleading fell on her own deaf ears.
Despite this reputation-ruining series of actions, it wasn't enough to keep her hands at bay.
Rather than stop of her own volition, Minako...
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