"But all those buttons..." He finished slipping the modest cuff links into each cuff, as he walked to stand behind her. Why not tease? Leaning in he traced a kiss along the curve of her neck. He only had the vest, jacket and tie to worry about. More buttons.
Dean met her eyes in the reflection. "Does that mean nothing?" He drawled. The silk definitely felt nice as his finger tips slipped over the back of the dress, just below the bow she'd just tied. The bow that he was very tempted to pluck free. Funny what a rest and food did to him.