[A pleased growl here and there, a huff of air when she finds the particularly sensitive spots and he arches his neck to give her better access. He accommodates just enough to get the shirt off, then it's her turn, fingers sliding under her shirt and making their way up, hiking the fabric up and out of the way as he progresses, spending extra time on the places he knows will get the reaction he wants, and once the layer's gone he guides her to the bed, easing her down and following soon after, nuzzling and kissing and nipping at her neck while he works on getting the next obstruction out of the way.]
[feels loaded spam of death. all of this]