[He's not moving just yet. Sure, it would be easy to go somewhere else, but he wants to keep touching her, and it seems like they can find a good enough place around here. As she unbuckles his belt and undoes his slacks the rest of the way, his hand finally moves to her side and finds the zipper he was seeking all along. Bending slightly, mouth still on her collarbone, he begins to unzip it, glad to finally have even more bare, warm skin to touch.]