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Unarelle blushed a bit when Birger kissed the top of her head and they exchanged a look when he asked Yoranda to wait downstairs for a bit so he could discuss some private matters with the one that he thought was Yoranda. Whatever he was going to tell Yoranda would be repeated to Unarelle later anyways, so Yoranda decided to go with it and she quietly left, wondering whether or not Unarelle would be able to pass for her for very long. Unarelle was quiet while Birger spoke, blinking in surprise when he picked her up and leaned over, one of his hands gently cupping her face.

She opened her mouth to respond when he commented that she looked hot in the dress, figuring she'd say thanks since that was probably what Yoranda would have said, but then his lips came forcefully down on hers and his hand began to creep up her leg. She felt shivers run down her spine and didn't break the kiss, instead kissing back to the best of her ability and allowing her body to press gently against him when it wanted to. She had no idea what she was doing, but she was melting at his touch and her body seemed to be reacting on its own. She hoped Yoranda wouldn't be pissed to find out what was happening.