[ her chest is—"flat" is maybe the wrong word, since there's still muscle there, but it's not a womanly chest, is the point.

...although she's a little distracted by being incredibly flustered at the shirt ripping. ]

I mean—you're not going to ruin it since you're not going.

And—

[ she mouths at his neck, nipping at the skin— ]

I don't really care that much about things that could hurt me, you know?