[The movement over him as she slips out of his lap is... well. Stimulating. Hopefully he'll be able to calm down some now that he doesn't have her straddling him anymore, and while she's getting comfortable he has a small space of time to readjust. ]
That was the plan... though now I'm starting to think I've been over-rating chess all this time. [He slips an arm around her waist. This is nice, they don't have to do anything else. He idly buttons his shirt, but leaves it untucked.]