The part of Thomas that was still human agreed. There was too many layers between them. Fingers unbuckled his belt with an eagerness that was unlike him. Moments later he slipped out of his trousers with a grace that their skinniness should not have allowed.
Beasts brushing against his skin, Kytana kneeling before them... it took self-restrain not to quicken the pace... not to take one of them right here and now. Instead he started to kiss his way down Micha's body until he reached the subject of previous complaints. The leggings and boots had to go. His demon howled in agreement. He cupped one of them and looked up at the Jedi, ready to help her out.