[The way she hesitates at undoing his collar strikes him as charming, somehow, though he's certainly not shy when it comes to this sort of thing, and he doesn't often encounter people who are. Still, there's something charming about her overall, and so he doesn't see this shyness and bashfulness as strange, but simply unique to her, simply intriguing, just like every other part of her. That's why, for the moment, he abandons running his free hand over her body to unbutton his collar himself, tossing it aside, then starting on his own buttons. He, obviously, has no shame about undressing himself.
And, he sees, she doesn't seem to mind undressing herself, either, at least partway. She might have been timid in her explorations of his clothing, but she's slipping out of her sleeves and tugging her dress down slightly, though maybe not as far as he might like it, not far enough to expose her entirely. He'll just have to remedy that problem... but in a moment, no need to rush, and with their fingers laced together like this, he can give her hand a little squeeze, as though he's reassuring her of... of what? Something. It's unspoken, and maybe entirely unintentional, but it's there.
In the meantime, though, he can break away from her lips for a moment, but only for the sake of pressing kisses down her neck, onto her shoulders and the newly exposed skin of her collarbone. Any bare skin he can reach, he can kiss, and seem genuinely delighted by it, too, wanting to pepper every inch of her that he can find with those gentle presses of his mouth.]
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And, he sees, she doesn't seem to mind undressing herself, either, at least partway. She might have been timid in her explorations of his clothing, but she's slipping out of her sleeves and tugging her dress down slightly, though maybe not as far as he might like it, not far enough to expose her entirely. He'll just have to remedy that problem... but in a moment, no need to rush, and with their fingers laced together like this, he can give her hand a little squeeze, as though he's reassuring her of... of what? Something. It's unspoken, and maybe entirely unintentional, but it's there.
In the meantime, though, he can break away from her lips for a moment, but only for the sake of pressing kisses down her neck, onto her shoulders and the newly exposed skin of her collarbone. Any bare skin he can reach, he can kiss, and seem genuinely delighted by it, too, wanting to pepper every inch of her that he can find with those gentle presses of his mouth.]