"I want to see more than just your face," Sengo shot back, meeting her gaze with a hungry look. He reached down and stroked himself, slowly, for her benefit, fingers sliding over the skin her mouth had made wet and slick. He rubbed the tip of his cock across her lips, then drew back, teasingly.

"I want to see all of you," he said, decisively. "Strip."

The word came out simply, without emphasis, but it was no less a command for all of that.