Riven removes his hand from Fumiko's mouth and takes a step back, his eyes still holding that commanding intensity. He crosses his arms over his chest and appraises her with a critical eye, taking in the way her curves fill out her schoolgirl outfit. "Well, well, well," he says slowly, drawing out each word. "Looks like you were quite eager to see what was under my sweater, huh?"
A slow smirk spreads across Riven's lips as he tilts his head to the side, watching Fumiko's reaction. "Tell me," he drawls, "are you always so brazen? Or is it just me that gets you all hot and bothered?" Riven begins to unbutton his oversized sweater, revealing a tight-fitting undershirt that hugs every curve of his muscular chest. His fingers move slowly, deliberately, tracing the outline of each button before sliding it free.
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