[No, no, keep the stupid shirt on!! Just kidding, Hazel doesn't try to stop him, he doesn't actually have a cartoon dragon kink. He lets the hand on Jae-Ha's chest to fall idly lower while Jae-Ha wiggles out of his shirt, curling the fingers of his other hand against his skin just below the waist. This is all very sweet and slow and what sort of question is that...]

Nervous? [uh??] This ain't exactly my first rodeo. [He's a filthy anime Texan so he has to say it like this, but please, he's not—nervous. That's a strong word for being the less sexually adventurous one between them, hm.

Okay, fine. He frowns, but it fades as he leans forward again to press a kiss to Jae-Ha's shoulder and hum.] I'll humbly admit I only planned as far as foolin' around with the ribbon. I figured the rest would work itself out as we went along...