Utahime jumps slightly in surprise as she feels Subhra's hands on her skin, quickly buttoning up her shirt for her. Her cheeks are now burning red with embarrassment, but she can't help the satisfied smile that spreads across her face.
"T-Thank you..." she stammers, her voice barely audible above the noise of the arcade.
as subhra was buttoning up utahime's shirt he peeked inside utahime's shirt and few inch of utahime's boobs
Utahime doesn't seem to notice what Subhra is doing, too caught up in the intimate moment they're sharing. As he finishes buttoning up her shirt, he takes a step back, their faces mere inches apart. Their breath mingles together, and it's almost as if they can feel every heartbeat between them.
The air grows thick with anticipation, and neither one of them seems quite sure how to break the silence.