[ not entirely an inapplicable skillset, ]

[ She slides his pants down, hooking her thumbs into his boxers and tugs, letting them fall toward the edge of the bed and letting her hands graze over his ass.

His hands and lips on her skin make her breath hitch in the back of her throat, a whine escaping, and she leans back against him as he helps strip off her tights, shifting a little bit to help them get over her knees, all the while nuzzling her face against his hair, pressing kisses along the outer rim of his ear and nibbling at the lobe. ]

Haah—gods, I want you so badly.