[Corry doesn't even bother to hide his grin at Junpei's familiar squeaking gasp, the way she shivers against him, the needy tension of her body against his. His hands don't move, except to cup her breasts more firmly, pulling her backwards so her cute butt is nestled against his groin.] Babydoll, I think we have different definitions of what "fitting" means.

[But even in his horny haze, Corry isn't so dense that he misses the little shiver in her voice. So he frowns, reaching up to cup Junpei's chin, tilt her head back to look at him upside-down.] It's been way too long since I showed you how gorgeous you are. And I want as little fabric in my way as possible.