He could reach right through her and dig a hole into the back of her head. He needed a little pick-me-up before he dragged Temperance out to dump in the harbor. Dress or not, Sloth was going to carry her weight and be useful in more ways than one.
He literally dug his tongue into her throat to taste what she had for breakfast before pulling back for some air, and taking a bite of her lip with it. He licked his lips from the little bit of blood that pricked the surface of her fat bottom lip. She tasted good.