A skirt certainly would have been easier, but Jason never minded a challenge when the reward was so very worth while. Bryn was nothing if not utterly worth while. Jason tended to think most people were worth while until they proved otherwise, but there was something incredibly special about Bryn. He would have been happy to explore whatever that was and her all night long.
He had eventually moved his kisses along her throat, hungrily tasting her skin until he repeated what he had done to the other side. Or at least he had tried. His hand had found the knot and his talented fingers untied it quite easily, gently tugging it open. That was when his mouth left her neck and he turned his full attention to getting her bare, or at least as bare as she would allow.
Jason believed in being generous too, of course. As soon as he helped her shrug off that flannel he pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it away. The lazarus pit had essentially given him a clean slate when it came to his skin, so he had no scars from the autopsy that he still mentally saw as always there, but his chest and sides were a mess of old scars and burns he'd gotten since coming back to life. He wondered if they were enough to distract from the fact that Jason was a man who devoted several hours a day to keeping fit. It usually depended on the partner.