[Remus is still a little unsure about all this, but her encouragement helps, and he nods, studiously going about undressing her, trying not to feel self-conscious about the fact that as the ties of his shirt come apart, more and more scars are revealed.]
Think I can manage, [he says, finding it easier to focus on his own hands in turn as he sets to work on the halves of the corset I assume she's wearing idk. Heeding her advice to be bold, Remus leans forward to press a warm kiss to her exposed shoulder while he works.]
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Think I can manage, [he says, finding it easier to focus on his own hands in turn as he sets to work on the halves of the corset I assume she's wearing idk. Heeding her advice to be bold, Remus leans forward to press a warm kiss to her exposed shoulder while he works.]