Draven tried not to smile but the teasing in his eyes could not be hidden. "Anything wrong with my intentions?"
"No, I am the one who is wrong," she said sarcastically and got the clothes from him. "You can turn around."
"You might need my help," he countered, his wicked intentions clear in his eyes.
"Shush, I know how to wear them." She forcefully made him turn around. "I have helped you before, if you have forgotten."
"I shall make you help me often then," he said, but obeyed her wishes. Soon after, he heard the sound of fabric falling on the ground. Behind him, his mate was stark naked but he had to remain standing with his back on her like this.
"You don't have to be so shy, you know. I have seen all of you. You can just let me help you," he said after a while, trying his luck.
