Now he's starting to realize how very overdressed he is in comparison - but then again, he's more distracted by her state at the moment to care too much, and once again he lets his mouth descend, kissing her gently yet with purpose, moving over her collarbone, the swell of a breast, the smoothness of her abdomen. In the end, though, he hesitates near her hip, glancing up at her, as if waiting for some kind of acquiescence, even if it's only in her gaze.