[ Her own lips are distracting enough to give him pause, hands stilling in their self appointed task to rid her of jacket. It is only then he remembers the gorget and his own jacket, breaking from her briefly to unshackle it from his neck. He grins at her as the metal clangs against the floor, shoulders rolling to shrug off his jacket as well. He wastes little time after that, returning his attention to curve of her jaw, hands working to push her own from her shoulders.
It is too easy, perhaps, though he cares little, tasting her skin with a pleased hum before he finds her lips once more. Kissing her hard, fierce, hands working to slip underneath the soft fabrics of her shirt. Mapping the warm flesh underneath he feels out the curve of her spine and the small bumps underneath. Greedy to drink the taste of her, to feel her skin upon his fingertips, upon his own flesh, hands push up higher and higher. What he intends could not be clearer, she will be free of it as much as all the else, so he may map the rest of her with kisses. ]
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It is too easy, perhaps, though he cares little, tasting her skin with a pleased hum before he finds her lips once more. Kissing her hard, fierce, hands working to slip underneath the soft fabrics of her shirt. Mapping the warm flesh underneath he feels out the curve of her spine and the small bumps underneath. Greedy to drink the taste of her, to feel her skin upon his fingertips, upon his own flesh, hands push up higher and higher. What he intends could not be clearer, she will be free of it as much as all the else, so he may map the rest of her with kisses. ]