Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-30362709-20170720182942/@comment-30362709-20170724010230

When Kideme said she was on fire and cooking like a steak, she laughed and watched as Kideme turned around and slowly shimmied down her kimono as her shoulders and back became somewhat exposed as she whipped her waist-length hair over her shoulder. Kideme would’ve looked over at her then, still in her camisole and bra she’d tell Ayame to strip however she pleases, there’s no right or wrong way unless you’re going too fast or too slow. She nodded and watched Kideme take off her camisole and threw it to the side all while dancing in placed. Ayame was actually amazed at this, keeping a rhythm while stripping off your clothes? She personally found it hard.

Ayame was behind though, she had to catch up. Keeping her hip swaying rhythm, she’d turn around and slowly shimmy off her Kimono so it was resting around her waist as she reached up and undid her bun; ankle length hair gracefully cascading down to the back of her shins with a smirk on her face as she looked over her shoulder at Kideme to see her bare-toned back since she had just taken her bra off. With that, Ayame would part her hair with her free hand, making two equal sections that pooled over the front of her torso as she held out her arms to let the kimono fully fall off her. Then she would sneak her hands up to fiddle with her bra straps, snaking her thumb forwards and backwards under said straps before her hands reached her bra strap, soon unhooking it as the bra slid off her hands.

She would’ve held her bra by the strap in her right hand as she turned back around, dropping it to the ground as Ayame was now in just the uniform black lacy underwear with just her hair covering her breasts. When she finally came back to reality however, since she was in her own little world as she did this, she’d see Kideme’s thronged ass with a bare back. Ayame blinked and realized she was still in the training room, scratching her cheek she’d wait there before seeing Kideme stand there with two large fans; watching her. “I got too into it, sorry…” she’d say, chuckling nervously as she walked over to Kideme.

As Kideme asked how she was feeling, Ayame would lean on the chair Kideme had been using before she moved. “I feel sexy as hell, Kide.” She’d admit, crossing her arms over her hair as she stood there. "What are the fans for?"