he scoffs, not impressed in the slightest. completely unaware of his effect on the other. i’m not doing anything. neve kicks off his jeans to the side while still being decently covered. better! your turn now.
‘because if you continue, this is going to get very awkward. a slight shift, trailing hands up either side to lift his arms up—— and tugs his shirt over him; an involuntary exhale as he does so.