[he definitely wiggles to assist in the clothes shedding portion of this (DOES SHE REMOVE THE MASK?? IS HE STILL WEARING IT????) until the outfit is nothing but a pile of red cloth on the floor. and by the time she gets down to his underwear he is absolutely peppering kisses across her neck because HE CAN]

Mmmm. . .

[a hum against the patch of skin just behind her ear, his hand dipping across her outer thigh and then towards her inner thigh, purposefully teasing]

. . . I can do that.

[and without further foreplay, his hand glides upwards without shame nor shyness, because when you've wanted something for so, so long, why wait any longer than you have to?]