Right--

[She rocks back to his belly, and reaches for the waistband of her panties.

Carefully--intentionally, maybe--she slips a hand under the band, carefully working it further down her hip. On the other side, her other hand eases below the sheer bronze fabric and immediately pokes through, talon slicing through it like a chipped nail through pantyhose. She chirps with dismay as a flap peels off to rest against her thigh]