[OOC: I kinda figured it wasn't, else it woulda been hella creepy. It happens, we understood.]
Alma decided not to drag out with cheesy foreplay, slid her hands to tug his shirt off and did the same with her own, her hands leaving him briefly to unhook and slide off her bra, and she pressed her bare skin to his drawing little kisses along down his neck and chest and then his stomach until she was kneeling before him, working at the button and zipper of his pants.