[Lust lifts her arms to let him remove her sweater, revealing the lace covered black brassiere beneath. There's another little flutter as the garment is cast aside. She knows her body is the sort men dream of, soft and lush but well maintained. But there's always a vulnerability in being undressed by another.]

I know you won't. I trust you. I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

[Her hands twine around the back of his neck - no hair there to card her fingers through, he keeps his clipped so very short - and she lifts into him.]

One more thing... considering we're going to be together and all...may I use your first name?