"I couldn't agree more." Her fingers itched to touch more of his bare skin, so she's all too happy to get to work on his chest plate. She yanks on the straps, loosening them until she can undo them. One by one they come loose until the entire plate looks ready to fall off. Relm gently takes it, pulling it off of him before setting it down carefully on the floor.

Relm hums, arms wrapping around him as she presses close to him, no longer buffeted by the chest plate. "Much better," she purrs, her fingers dipping under his shirt to run along his back.