His hands weren't pulling anything off yet, though it was difficult to keep them on task when flesh was becoming uncovered to them by their very work, but the clothes were important. And Zach groaned as his fingers worked quickly at opening Fletcher's trousers as well. But from there his hands returned up, scratching all up Fletcher's chest. Yes yes yes, and some of it had come off.
"Ooooh, yesss," Zach's head tilted to the side automatically at the bite to encourage more, and he bit back a whimper when Fletcher's mouth moved up without any more biting whatsoever. But those thoughts fled as soon as Fletcher spoke. Oh fuck yes. Zach was already pulling his shoes and socks off without using his hands, and his hands came back from Fletcher's chest to unbutton his own shirt in his usual speedy fashion, and slipping out of it just as quickly. Then his hands fell south, opening his trousers and pulling all of the clothing down at once.
Zach stepped out of the clothes, abandoned in front of the desk, and jumped back onto the desk. And there he was, fully naked, on Fletcher's desk in the MLE in the Ministry. His heart was racing wildly. "As desired," Zach leaned back a little, eating up his own very delicious view.