[ Seeing that smile on her face never fails to make his heart beat a little faster in his chest, warmth pooling deep within it. It's moments like those that make him feel as though he's drunk on her, as though she's the sweetest thing in this whole wretched resort.

Laughing, he lets himself be drawn into that kiss, not bothering to stop the pleased sigh slips past his lips or to keep himself from kissing her back, nipping at her lips gingerly when it ends. ] You're welcome, gorgeous. Just didn't want you wearing something that made you uncomfortable, you know? [ Even if seeing her in this shirt is going to do things to his brain that might make sleep impossible. ] Just a bit, yeah. Though maybe you'd like that, yeah? Me in nothing but a too-tight T-Shirt.

[ He winks at her playfully, hands dipping down to where she's unlacing her other boot to gently take over, wanting to undress her himself. It doesn't take long, because she's already made a good start, and when it's done, his hands begin to urge it off– although, it doesn't get very far before he leans down, brushing a kiss to her knee before sliding it all the way off her leg. ]

Not that you need that to get me naked. I'll gladly give you as much of that as you want.