The fabric snapped, ripped apart entirely in one motion.
While Jason had done exactly what Camelia had told him to, hurrying it along, she was absolutely stunned, maybe just as much as Vel.
For a male to undress a female so aggressively… It made no sense, it was too unusual, and exceedingly erotic.
The cold breeze passing through the tent's drapes caused both Camelia and Vel's nipples to perk up, though Vel's were exposed for all to see now.
"You want me to hurry it along?" Jason muttered as he straightened up.
He was standing tall to Vel's left and looking down on her.
"Y… Yes…" Camelia answered, seeming almost unsure.
Jason stared for a bit longer, rubbed his chin, and licked his lips.
"No," He said before crouching again. "I'll take my time."
Camelia could only stare with wide eyes. It was completely unexpected.
"What do you…?"
