She chuckled as he broke their kiss, whispering an agreement about thieves and deft fingers as she felt the snug corset loosen on her body. She lifted her arms at his instruction, ducking her head as the cloth passed her head, and shook her hair out. With the dark corset off, left only her blouse, now sitting loosely over her upper body. She smiled as she reached up to both arms and slid the white loops down past her fingers, drawing the blouse down at the same time, until it lay, slightly rumpled and bunched up around her waist. The white bandages around her breasts were the last to go - they were less loosely bound than the night before, but she had grown too used to being able to move quickly and swiftly not to use them.<br/><br/>Lhurriel dropped the long length of white cloth on the ground where he had laid her corset, and flushed slightly as his hands cupped her flesh. Already her nipples were beginning to harden, aching for a pinch or a slight rub, sitting prominently on her pert  breasts. "Your flattery seems to be quite effective," she whispered over his lips, before leaning forward and biting him gently on the lower lip. Not enough to draw blood, but just enough to get his attention.<br/><br/>"But yesterday... one of your hands was busy elsewhere. I would like to see you continue..."