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[I'm down for anything but Lactation, honestly.]

Um, Dimitri, love?

[She walks out of the bathroom in a towel.]

This is a strange question, but do my breasts look larger to you?

[Dimitri, meanwhile, had been reading a book on the bed when Jean emerged from the bathroom. He turns his head to look in her direction when she addresses him (and is more than happy to admire the sight of Jean clad in just a towel), but then she asks her question.]

Do...wait, what? You're asking me if your...

[He trails off, unable to finish the sentence. Although now his eye is fixed on Jean's chest, trying to see what she means.]

I...that's...uh...

That's exactly what I'm asking.

[She moves to sit on the bed, letting the towel drop around her waist.]

I think they're at least a cup bigger...

[Dimitri's muscles turn rigid as Jean sits right next to him and lets the towel down. Naturally, his eye immediately starts to take in the sight of her exposed breasts. Could they be bigger?

As he looks, Dimitri realizes he's getting nowhere. He'd have to use other means to determine if Jean's bust has swelled. It just also had the fortunate effect of requiring physical contact. No ulterior motives here, no, sir!]

I...don't think I can tell just by looking. I'll have to fond -- errr, feel them to get a better sense of it. Or, perhaps, just holding you to my chest.

[Between ballroom dancing and a lot of kissing, their chests have spent quite a bit of time pressed together.]

Dimitri. You're my husband, you don't need to ask permission to touch.

[She reaches for his hand and kisses it, before resting it on her chest.]

Do what you want.

Ah...yes. You're right. I suppose I'm still not fully used to being so open about our bodies with each other.

[Dimitri's perspective on married couples is also somewhat distorted due to the fact that his father and his stepmother seldom spent time together. He now knows that it was Cornelia's doing, rather than a conscious decision, and that it was unnatural for them to be such a way. It's just something he has to remind himself of.]

If I do anything that hurts, be sure to let me know. Oh, and, if anything feels good.

[He may default to trying to avoid causing pain, but he still wants to induce pleasure, even if he's somewhat shy about it still. But with that, he begins to move the hand that Jean placed on her chest. He traces the contours of her breasts with his fingers, then quickly adds his other hand to Jean's chest -- best to check both breasts at once. As he moves his hands, he also feels himself beginning to relax -- he even lets out a smile.]

Well, we both didn't come from the most... touchy of families. [Her parents having separated when she and Barbara were still both young. And being raised to be a knight and not actually worry about love or romance... or any of it really.]

Of course Dimitri.

[She closes her eyes and leans into him.]

I think they may be more sensitive too.

[Jean had brought up a valid point. Though he had loved his father and admired his stepmother, they seldom showed any physical displays of affection toward him; Lambert was kept busy by his kingly duties, and as for Patricia, goddess only knows.

All the more reason for Dimitri to try something different.]

Then I'll be gentle.

[Easier said than done for him, but experience has helped him exercise more control over his incredible strength. He places his hands below Jean's breasts and lifts them up a little bit, taking their weight himself. He then uses his thumbs to trace gently along them. To test if they're more sensitive, he uses them to touch her nipples and see how she reacts.]

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