Neo wasn't usually the type that wears buttoned shirts as everyday wear. He was more of a tee shirt guy, he did so today on the merit that Rattus had advised him not attract attention, which was something he agree with. But regardless of what reason he had to wear such, he was glad he did simply because it allowed Lexi to open his shirt up and feel his chest and nipples. The way she rubbed him and gazed at him reaffirmed his observation that she was feeling the same way right now, a primal urge natural to almost any human.<br/><br/>He then smoothly slid his hands down her body and let his palms and fingers feel the curves of her chest and breast. He looked very satisfied with how her body felt in his hands, with a huge perverted grin on his face. He was a man of base urges and he knows it. And so, doing this to someone he perceived as attractive was a delight he treasured, much like how a dog liked its own chew toy. He knows to himself that he had pleasured her a few times already. And she wasn't the first to be touched by him. But he was ecstatic right now, if only for the basis that there is a woman who knew how his mind worked, much more tolerate his attitudes toward people. And then, he was tracing the straps of her bra with his fingers, with the texture of the fabric rubbing against them. But it was only a matter of time before he slipped down these straps and lowered down her brasserie to expose her breasts, in such a manner that Lexi can't lift her arms up without stretching the garters of her bra straps.<br/><br/>"How delightful." he said, still on his British accent.<br/><br/>But he didn't want for her to think that he was only fixated on her breasts. Rather, he wanted her to think that he wanted her body so badly. And, as such, he began to focus on her lower torso, as he began to tear and rip up her pants in a voracious but systematic manner. And after a few moments of destroying her pants, what was left of it was simply the waistband wrapped around her body and a few dangling strips of shredded cloth. Again, he was fixated on overall image of her body that time, which was clad with nothing but torn clothes and lingerie. Such image before his eyes only made him more erect. That is, if it was possible for a man to make his erection harder.<br/><br/>Neo then began to rub her on the crotch, right where it was clad by her panties. He was intending for her to feel wet, a part of foreplay which he liked the most since it made him pleasure the woman on an area that their mind can't consciously control.