A little 'mm' slipped out of Corrin's lips when Edelgard began her exploration of her chest, especially on the initial squeeze. Oh that was going to make concentrating hard, wasn't it? Well, she could deal, and she definitely didn't want it to stop.

Her head did roll down a bit, chin almost hitting her collarbone before she caught herself and straightened up with a sheepish little grin, and her hands finally started moving again. At Edelgard's instruction she gave a little nod and her eyes flicked away from her face finally, down to Edelgard's stomach as her hands slid back down to the other woman's waist.

This time as her hands moved up, she let her wrists push the fabric apart, her eyes hungrily taking in every inch of pale skin as it was exposed. She paused only when her fingers hit one of those scars, tracing the tip of her index finger over it once, twice, and then moving forward. And with a finally gesture she pushed the shirt open completely, letting the two sides flip out onto Edelgard's arms and the bed.