[This is rewarded with a kiss, not that she needs a particular reason to give him one, but he gets a couple regardless, hot and needy and sucking at his tongue. Which again, isn't helping a ton, unless dragging her knuckles up his thighs and down his ribs counts as help, and perhaps it does.

That said, without the girdle it's more obvious that the dress is more apron than anything, open in back for feathers to sprout, and just tied a few places for decency. Decency which is much less necessary now, with her skirts around her waist and easily meeting the shift of his hips. Her hands grip below his thighs before she catches herself, curling her fingers back in for safety.]