She slipped on the soft cotton pyjama trousers. As she helped him up again, she met his eyes and smiled slightly. She needed him to know that she didn't begrudge him this. Actually, she was rather enjoying it. And how much she got to touch him. Her arm wrapped around his bare waist, for one. His skin felt wonderful under hers.
She pulled back, taking up the pyjama shirt and holding it so he could slip his arms in. She let her fingers brush against his chest as she pulled it closed, and slowly started fastening the buttons. "Well?" she asked as she worked, her tone playful. "Would I make a good valet?"