Stay focused, She told herself firmly, despite the situation having taken a not entirely unexpected, but still sudden, step foward. She felt a patch of skin at her collarbone threatening to bruise, and with very little space between them, she didn't need the light to tell what the other thing she felt was.
At least getting his pants off wouldn't require as much subterfuge or subtlety as before. And by 'as much', she meant 'any'.
Taking a moment to mourn the fact that here she had Nathan, bare-chested(She worked her hand between their bodies, for the purposes of enjoying this aspect of the plan, and making the eventual descent to the belt buck;e), enthusiastic and completely attentive, where for a year he'd been (Almost always) clothed, avoidant, and distracted. Location wasn't so much important as Nathan being there, and her being there, as opposed to someone else, but she was fairly positive neither of them would appreciate the regaling later on in their lives about their sexual reconnection involving the sentence, 'And then we went at it like repressed teenagers in a hotel closet with Peter less than twenty feet away'.
Pulling her lower body back as far as she could bring herself to, Heidi employed one hand to bring Nathan's mouth back to hers while the other slipped down his torso, and set to unbuckling his belt. After a few fumbled tries, she was able to work on the button.