He hovers close, having to resist the urge to close the tiny distance she's created as her lips brush his when she speaks.
"Thank you," He murmurs in return, already slipping a hand away from her to loosen his cravat before shrugging out of his overcoat. Surely, he will not need to remove everything. His long spats are easily the most cumbersome to remove, but he sees no reason to do so.
His eyes flutter closed at the kisses to his chin and jaw, surprised by how good the delicate brushes of her lips feel against his skin. Slipping the cravat out of the way to join his overcoat on the ground, he undoes the top button of his shirt to give her more room as the collar of his shirt falls out of the way.
She'll find the double buttons of his trousers easily as he continues to deftly flick the buttons of his shirt open, shifting slightly to make it easier for her to unfasten them.
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"Thank you," He murmurs in return, already slipping a hand away from her to loosen his cravat before shrugging out of his overcoat. Surely, he will not need to remove everything. His long spats are easily the most cumbersome to remove, but he sees no reason to do so.
His eyes flutter closed at the kisses to his chin and jaw, surprised by how good the delicate brushes of her lips feel against his skin. Slipping the cravat out of the way to join his overcoat on the ground, he undoes the top button of his shirt to give her more room as the collar of his shirt falls out of the way.
She'll find the double buttons of his trousers easily as he continues to deftly flick the buttons of his shirt open, shifting slightly to make it easier for her to unfasten them.