R's gentle kisses trailed down her neck until they reached the heavy sweater she'd chosen to wear in case the night, or flight, got chilly. R skimmed his fingers down the sweater and ran them under them hem, only to chuckle when he encountered another shirt underneath.
“I said dress warm, not for a blizzard.” He teased.
“Hey! It's easier to take layers off, than to put them on.” Phoebie attempted to cross her arms as she justified her actions, but R caught them, gripping both wrists in one hand and trapping them above her head.
“Well I suppose it will just be all the more delicious to unwrap you one layer at a time then, won't it?” R cooed, nuzzling at her neck again as his other hand tugged the hem of her sweater up over her abdomen and breasts. With a flourish, he had it over h
