Roger had anticipated that she'd just look at him for a while. Part of the whole thing had been the fact that Daphne had never seen a naked man, at least not in person, so it didn't really make Roger uncomfortable when for a moment she did just watch him. Roger was not shy about his body, so standing naked in front of someone, especially someone he barely knew, simply didn't bother him. When she did move forward, though, Roger felt his heart rate speed up. In a way, he supposed, he hadn't expected her to--continue. But he also wasn't surprised when she did. It still felt too intimate, too slow, too careful. But worryingly, Roger also found himself quite enjoying it.
When Daphne pulled her hair to one side, exposing a bare shoulder as she turned her back to him, Roger ran his hand over her leg, upwards over her hip, dragging the dress she was wearing up with the movement. His other hand came up to her back, tucking down the zip as she had instructed. As unzipped it, though, Roger leaned in to press a kiss against her exposed neck. A soft, gentle kiss, which he followed up with a small bite, before turning her around to pull her into another kiss. This one was about as slow, but Roger's hands worked their way over Daphne's dress, tugging it down and letting it pool around her feet, leaving only her underwear between them.
Letting his hands explore the now exposed skin, Roger pulled back from the kiss but barely enough to create any distance between them. Only enough so that he could look down at Daphne's body, sucking his lower lip between his teeth almost subconsciously as he took her in. "You're beautiful," he told her honestly.