[Oh, he'd protest if she didn't let him do the honors of fully undressing her. He leans into their kiss with no hesitation, slowly at first, but that familiar heat will no doubt spark in him again soon enough.
He's reluctant to ease out of her space long enough to let her up, but he does, skipping exactly zero beats when he hooks his thumbs into her bikini bottoms and peels them down past her knees, her ankles, and helps her step out of them.
What he's left staring at — and he is staring — is... nothing???
Well, not exactly. She's certainly not male, but Noah knows this. Clearly he knows this. He should also know not to stare at someone's junk, but is a man not allowed to be in awe of his catgirl's body? In summation, Noah wants to pack his bags and move in as soon as possible.]
...I've got an idea. Will you lie back?
[Noah pat-pats the lounger. Let him get all up in that thing.]
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He's reluctant to ease out of her space long enough to let her up, but he does, skipping exactly zero beats when he hooks his thumbs into her bikini bottoms and peels them down past her knees, her ankles, and helps her step out of them.
What he's left staring at — and he is staring — is... nothing???
Well, not exactly. She's certainly not male, but Noah knows this. Clearly he knows this. He should also know not to stare at someone's junk, but is a man not allowed to be in awe of his catgirl's body? In summation, Noah wants to pack his bags and move in as soon as possible.]
...I've got an idea. Will you lie back?
[Noah pat-pats the lounger. Let him get all up in that thing.]