March took care to avoid putting any weight on her belly, instead supporting himself on his elbows. "I'll show you," he grinned and hoisted himself off of her. Very gently, March began removing her clothes. His thin hands felt cool against her skin, "Be a good sport, cotton gives me indigestion." Completing his task, he leaned in close and kissed a wet line down her neck, before planting his lips against hers.