Helena continued kissing his neck and reached her hand into the waistband of his boxers. “So am I,” she whispered, letting her free hand untie her robe and let it slip down to her feet, moving even closer to him so that one leg was straddling him as she continued kissing him. “Just be present with me,” she murmured against his lips.
“But I found some stuff. Important. Stuff.” He said as he laid back on the bed. He decided it could wait a little bit and closed the gap between their lips.