Essex/Zuikaku in Archery Panic
"You're free to stay and watch me if you like." Essex happily says as she notches an arrow. It was then as if the world slowed down for my enjoyment. Three of her gloved fingers tenderly wrapped itself around the string, the nock of the arrow resting between her index and middle finger.
She then points the bow upwards before pulling down with all her might. From my place right behind her I could see her back stretch to bear the weight of the longbow's draw, her sweat covered shoulderblades exposing themselves as she pulls back, and it was at that point I curse and thank the gods above that she decided to wear nothing but a sports bra. I found myself subconciously licking my lips at the sight.
She leans forward, the action letting me get a good view of her butt behind those yoga pants she wore, before she levels the bow so that Essex could aim. I then watched as Essex take a deep breath, holding for a few moments before releasing the arrow, letting it loose. Her hands slingshot back behind to get out of the bowstring's way, her back relaxing and the breath she was holding coming out as the weight she was holding was suddenly let go.
She then straightens her posture and looks back at me with a smile.
God I wanna fucking kiss her right now.
The smile was short-lived however as Essex looked at me worriedly.
"A-are you ok Zui!? You look like you just came out of a sauna!" I put a shaky hand to a burning cheek and try to say something, yet only incoherent mumbling came forth.
"A-Ahm f-fwine nyeh..." I couldn't think, my mind was being assaulted by what I had just witnessed. Eventually it became too much, and everything went black.