Tristan chuckled watching her make faces as she held up the uniform. He watched in appreciation as she walked over. He too preferred her completely naked although for other reasons. Her request for help had him scooting length wise closer to the edge of the mattress.<br/><br/>When she sat he curled around her and kissed her thigh.<br/><br/>"I could help you couldn't I," He teased.<br/><br/>His hand snaking around her side. Brushing her warm skin. His finger tips feeling the rise of her melon.  Cupping her breast as he kissed her belly.<br/><br/>"I should imagine I can help you quite a lot," He said as he lay kissed higher.<br/><br/>"Hmmmm..." He said kissing up the valley of her torso. She was eatable ...again.<br/><br/>He sighed, "Dressing... right."<br/><br/>He sat up and lifted her on his lap. His hand cupping her breast pressing her back to his chest. He kissed the back of her neck before speaking.<br/><br/>"Your so delicious in cuffs," He whispered as he released her right wrist. "Do you know what I like most about you?"