He helps with the removal of his shirt, baring his toned upper half to her. He groans a little bit as the room temperature air hits his overheated skin. He feels like he's steaming. Perhaps she would be less nervous if he was the first one totally bare? He brings his feet up, removing his dark blue shocks before moving to deal with his jeans. As they, along with his underwear move away, the traditional mark announcing his maleness, the one that usually one mate saw is revealed, starting from the top of his right hip, disappearing into the crease of his legs. "All that I am is yours," he says, watching for her reaction.