He trailed kisses along her neck, her scarred collarbone (she felt a twinge of annoyance from Antonin through her bond with him, but she ignored it), down to her breast and he gently sucked on her nipple, making her writhe beneath him in ecstasy as he fumbled with the button of her jeans.  Standing so he could tug her jeans off, he unbuttoned his own shirt and took it off, along with his pants and socks, and came back to her for another long, heated kiss, his hand sliding between her legs.  She moaned against his lips, tangling her fingers in his hair.