[He really can, but she's not going to hold it against him. She'll just smile against his skin once she gets the belt undone and works his zipper down, sliding her hand into his pants to cup him through his boxers. There's the press of the heel of her hand against him, a bit of friction to tide him over as she pulls away and watches him heavy-lidded to see how far she can push him before he stops her.]
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