At this point, Zephyrus had slowed his movements and opted for just watching Iris, letting her take over for now at undressing him, a grin spreading across his face at how she fumbled over some of the buttons. He readjusted the both of them so that now they were lying on their sides, still facing each other.
His hands reached down and helped her fingers unbutton the rest of his shirt, but didn't move to take it off. Instead, Zephyrus moved forward to wrap an arm around Iris' waist and moved them closer, himself just content with her being so close at the moment. Leaning down, Zephyrus pressed his forehead against hers before giving her a soft kiss.