The dark elves seem far too preoccupied stripping Dorathia's armor to notice where her hands are going, or even that they are free. Straps loosen and come off quicker as she leans back and lets them, biding her time as the chest piece pops up. They take down her top then, and she feels those nimble fingers move to encircle and tease her little nipples. The Drow indeed go back to removing the armor rather quickly though, and take the chest piece off altogether before they cast it aside. The one straddling her leans forward then, nipping one of her nipples and then giving it a soft suck as she feels him loosen her tasset.<br/><br/>That piece isn't hard to strip at all, and after two straps it is off as he slings it to the side. The one atop her is busy at her shoulder guards and braces, and he removes two bracers in the time the other works over her tasset. Despite this, they did not notice her palm the bulls hairs, and are only now going to the last bits of her armor. She feels the one straddling her move his hands up to caress her breasts again, kneading deeply into the plump mounds while the one atop her continues with the rest of her upper body armor. It seems they are growing cockier now.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Notes</div><div class="spoiler_body">You held your action again. They continue to keep you grappled, but now one has wasted a round fondling Dorathia instead of her stripping her. The other is still taking off her armor though. It won't take them much longer at this pace before it's all removed.</div></div>