She smirks wickedly, finger still hooked into the front of Tavris's bra as she pulls her in and Charlotte makes her come to her for the kiss. Tavris has to bend and all she does is tilt her head slightly and she kisses Tavris in an almost lazy display of power, taking her time. Another nip to her bottom lip, and she pulls back, blue eyes dark and voice husky when she speaks.

"That's no good sweetling. It almost makes me think you want it to break, want to be forced to go without, hmm?" She's spinning a story, watching carefully under lowered lids. "With tits your size everyone would know and your poor blouse would just strain so under their pressure."

Charlotte hums again and her finger slips free as she continues, adding on almost absentmindedly. "Undo the bra before I break it. I need to see everything if I am to help you at all."