What're they gonna do, fire me? [ He chuckles. ] It'll be worth it if they do.
[ He moves his arms obediently, letting the shirt fall to the floor. Although pretty undefined there's some muscles on him, the solid brawn of a guy who's done physical labor every day of his life rather than the finely sculpted muscles that come from faking it at a gym.
His own hands find her waist, taking a moment to caress down her hips before pushing up under her shirt. ]