"I could probably use it," Frederick chuckles. "I'm afraid I'm still wearing a few more layers than you are."
He plants a few kisses on her cheek, letting go of her to unbutton and remove his waistcoat quickly, with practiced hands. He drops it near the discarded necktie and brings his arms around her again, tugging slightly at the bottom of her shirt. He leaves the buttons on his own shirt to her, underneath which she'll find a clean, sleeveless undershirt.
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Date: 2011-01-30 03:42 am (UTC)He plants a few kisses on her cheek, letting go of her to unbutton and remove his waistcoat quickly, with practiced hands. He drops it near the discarded necktie and brings his arms around her again, tugging slightly at the bottom of her shirt. He leaves the buttons on his own shirt to her, underneath which she'll find a clean, sleeveless undershirt.