Despite a preference for privacy, Ashleigh had never really been as shocked as she'd pretend to be by Axel's ease when talking about sex. Now, though, they didn't really need to. She pulled his t-shirt off and discarded it over the back of the chair before returning to smooth her hands over his chest. She kissed him, enjoying how warm he was and how he held her. Finally, she pushed him gently away, towards the bed. She stood apart for a moment, so that she could more easily unfasten her robe and toss it towards her clothes' hamper. Even had she wanted to try, there was really no alluring way to get out of a severe black work robe so she went for speed, assuming Axel wouldn't have any reason to complain.
In her underwear, she joined him on the bed, settling on top of him. The night they'd spent together for his birthday had been for him, and Ashleigh had tried to guess what he would like, and do those things. Tonight was for her, and she liked it just like this.