She worked to unbutton his shirt, and he obliged her, letting the garment fall from his shoulders as it was unbuttoned.

His own fingers slipped to her back to undo her corset. He was more practiced with the garment now than their first time together, and he undid the knot and began to unlace without breaking their kiss. He was pretty proud of his own abilities, though he figured saying so, or expecting a compliment would ruin the moment.

He smiled against her lips as he felt the corset loosen its unnatural hold on her body. "Have I mentioned," he murmured, pulling back just enough to speak, "What this does to your internal organs? Should be outlawed."

Before she could reply with a retort that would probably be wittier than his, he kissed her again.