Lips part for her tongue, and for his, all while his hands slide down along her body. She must be the slimmest lady he's ever seen, ever felt. All his own desire barely held back does little in the way of keeping his naturally rough touch light. Though the more he touches, the closer he wants to get.

Soon enough he's pulling off his jacket and getting it off and away, littering the rest exceptionally neat room. An effort which he has to pause after to kiss Midge all over again.