"Shirt off, I think," he replied, since he was sure if he was trying to fumble around with restraints and shirts and kisses and cocks, he was going to end up fucking up one of them.
He bit his lip and reminded himself that tying his lover up wasn't hurting her. Sometimes it was difficult to separate his past from something like this. It was probably why he had been so hesitant to try this. But he wanted to because he knew she liked it.
It took him a second, but he finally got her restrained, shirt off of course. Then he took a deep breath, and found smiling at her was easy. "You look...incredible."