"Darling," Vex whispers between kisses, one of her arms slipping around his neck as she arches into him. "This is not the quickest way to get me on the floor..."

She is, of course, every bit as guilty as him. Rather hand getting out her bedroll and making somewhere decent to start playing catch up, Vex finds herself focused on peeling off his frock coat and throwing it on the floor.

(His clothes look very good on her floor.)

"Give me a moment?"