He blushed, brightly, at her flirtatious manner, clearly not used to it, even after all their time together. "You're... much more forward. Not... not that I'm complaining..." he said with a nervous chuckle, a shiver running down his spine at her soft, sensuous words. His equipment jumped, at her hand running over it, and he let out a slight moan, before quickly silencing himself.<br/><br/>"Umm... y-yes, I absolutely would," he replied, giving her a shy smile. Gaining a bit of confidence, he let his hands begin to wander up her sides, running over the bare skin, now shown by her skimpy outfit. "We might... need to get you something to wear, out in public..." he murmured. "Later," he added, firmly, as he started to undo her clothing.<br/><br/>((We can skip playing out the scene, if you want to keep the story moving - or not! I'm good with both.))