Longshot closed his eyes and sighed softly at the attention paid his midsection. It was also making urges for him harder to control. He opened his eyes and gave an unsteady breath at the directions.

Hands. Definitely hands. Mouth wanted to taste skin and not cloth.

His fingers settled lightly just above her sheer panties and slowly slid up toward the ribbon holding her top closed. There was a slight pause as he ringed his fingers around her belly button, but it wasn't long because he had plenty of flesh he wanted to get at. His fingers grasped the end of the ribbon when he got to it and slowly pulled to get it untied. When it was loose, one hand carefully pulled her top open while his other hand rubbed his fingers along and between her breasts.