Definitely improved the view, at least. She pressed up against his back, turning her head to meet his mouth as her right hand fanned out against the skin of chis chest. She slowly slid her palm down, noting but not lingering over the scars it met, across the planes of his stomach. She tugged him back by the shoulder with her other hand, as if to direct him to recline back, then extricated herself from between his body and the bed so that he could. She was completely and totally winging it, but it seemed to be going well. At least, she knew what she was after in the moment.

She pushed his shoulders down and leaned over him, hair sliding over her shoulders in now-messy waves, then dipped her head to kiss him fleetingly, a few times.