"You can't possibly mean to tell me you're tired of a blowjob," she says after letting him go, climbing into his lap to graze her lips against his neck. "But all right, I'll let you off easy this time."

The fine fur at the tips of her ears tickles the skin under his jaw as she starts working on shrugging some layers off without pulling too far away from him. The first to go is her skirt, of course, followed by her blazer. She only gets to the top two buttons on the shirt underneath before she feels overwhelmingly compelled to kiss at his neck, threading both hands into his hair from behind. But he's perfectly capable of finishing the job, she's sure.