[Her hands caress their way up his chest, admiring the build of him before helping to slither her way out of her shirt in return. Black bras are the only type she owns, plain enough though this one's clasp is at the front. She grins up at him, kissing the corner of his lip as she unfastens it on his behalf, sitting back on the edge of the bed to look up at him while the straps slide down the slopes of her shoulders.]