Liu Mingyan feels her hair come loose from its guan and spill over her shoulders, sudden cool silk that makes her shiver. She slips a hand under Susan, easily locating and unhooking the catch in question, and then tugs the bra down Susan's arms enough that she can get her mouth on her breasts, making liberal use of her teeth. She returns the other hand to the breast she'd been cupping before, rolling her nipple between her fingers. "I like it," she murmurs, between nips. "Your armor."