Pulling Teeth The Soldier and Her Queen chapter 4 by TinyLesbo

As sweaty fingers fiddled over threads and knots, Alice tried her best not to grimace.

Ever polite, ever dignified, endlessly patient it seemed, Princess Garnet just sat across her as the confining orange bodysuit gently unravelled.

”So, I have to ask,” Garnet said matter-of-factly, as if discussing military tactics. “How much… experience do you have, in these matters?”

”Umm…!” Alice trembled, as a thread came loose, exposing more of the princess. What was a good answer here? A lot? A little? None at all?!

She’d heard the rumours that kings and princes would only marry maidens considered ‘pure’. But would a princess? Surely it made no difference if they were both women.

But then again, none of this made any sense at all. They were both women. 

“S-some,” Alice blinked up at her. It wasn’t wrong. If being casually groped by another girl in the changing rooms counted, and occasional fumbling between roommates counted, then she certainly had ‘experience’.

”Some is good,” Garnet smiled, and Alice felt the tension ebb slightly. “Some is more than me. All I know is from books, so you can consider me your maiden fair.”

Her jumpsuit fell loose, revealing her blouse and corset. A fantastic way to nudge the tension back up again.

The tenderest of flesh, scarcely covered by dainty silk, and right at her eye level. Alice swallowed nervously.

The ties on her corset were gently plucked loose, peeling away from desperately confined skin, and Garnet breathed out a huge sigh of relief - one that reverberated through Alice - as she threw the corset to the floor with a rubbery flop and gained half a dress size.

”Oh, it’s the best feeling in the world, taking those off.” Garnet caressed and squeezed the exposed skin. “Though I imagine you can’t relate?”

”I-if it’s anything like taking your armour off after a day’s march I can.” Alice smiled. “You um, you look lovely by the way…”

”This?” The princess’ cheeks dusted pink. “I’m just glad I can breathe properly for once. B-but thank you all the same.”

Lifting herself off Alice for a moment, Garnet tugged at the bodysuit around her waist, persuading it past her hips and further. It eventually fell to the floor, and suddenly the princess was looking very vulnerable, in just her blouse and undergarments.

”Well I feel underdressed now,” she laughed softly. “Perhaps you’ll join me, Miss Alice?”

Meanwhile Alice could barely focus. There was an almost naked princess sitting on her lap, and she forced her gaze skyward. Where was she supposed to look with this much exposed flesh?

”Whats wrong?” Garnet asked, planting her knees either side of Alice’s thighs. “Don’t like what you see?”

”Just…” Alice gulped, as the heat of bare skin encroached upon her. “J-just don’t know where to look, ma’am.”

”Aw c’mon, we’ve agreed on this. You don’t need to call me ma’am.” Garnet clasped two hands against Alice’s cheeks, and the warmth burned. “And you can look anywhere you want. It’s all part of our deal, remember?”

The hands left Alice’s cheeks and crawled around her back. “So you can enjoy the view while I help you get undressed.”

“I uh, what?” Alice started, but her confusion was quickly lost to cleavage.