Mike and Jimmy
She always felt a bit bashful when he complimented her like that. It didn't matter how long they'd been together, he still had a way of making her feel special in a away she didn't often feel she deserved. "You're amazing." She insisted, taking his lips in hers once more before reaching over to open the door. She never minded when he was forward in his choice of words- or even a little crude at times. Sure, she felt a flutter that he was talking about her. But she'd grown up among Rats, and had heard much worse among the racers talking about their most recent conquest.
Jimmy sort of half rolled off his lap and out the door onto her feet and as she moved toward the door to inside the house, she slowly started to slip off her cut and the jacket part of her outfit. "You said you wanted me to lose clothes?" She asked, turning around, the jacket slowly lowering down her shoulders as she entered the house. The two items ended up over the back of the chair in the dining area of the kitchen as she continued into the hall and toward the living room. "Are we talking tear and chuck, or slow and tempting?" She asked, turning back around to him as she slowly started to raise her shirt, revealing her mid-section making it also clear she was free of her binder.