Once he had the shirt open, he playfully tugged her against him by both ends of the shirttail. He liked the press of body to body without the cloth in the way. He didn't break the slow kiss, merely holding her there by the pressure of the cloth until he finally needed more breath than that.

Reaching down to his breeches, he tugged them up along with his small clothes but left the laces untied. There was no need to bother with them. He stepped a couple of steps back and took a seat where he had been standing. Sliding a hand down her arm, he tangled his fingers loosely with hers to draw her closer to him so he could work on her pants.