[Her shoulders roll, trying to help him with his effort to get her jacket off of her. the weight of the thing helping once it gets to her elbows and once she's free from it, Faith just opts to peel her shirt off and toss it aside. Her clothing is probably going to end up scattered across this room and she doesn't really care. Fingertips move along his jawline as she leans in and kisses him again. It allows her that closeness before she presses her body against his fully. Faith smirks against his mouth, keeping the kiss as her hands move to fit between their bodies and she opts to start at the button and zipper of his jeans.]
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