[Ugh, wiggling in his lap is so not fair, and he chokes back a groan. So that's how she wants to play, is it? Fine, he's more than happy to return the favor. As soon as the jacket is gone, he kisses her, but only for a couple of steamy seconds before he pulls back with a smirk.]

I'm gonna piggyback off your thoughts, okay? Try not to think about anything too embarrassing, you know, like how hot I am. Not that anyone could blame you.

[Hey, Jinx, how do you feel about neck kissing? Because Quentin's about to find out. Meanwhile, his hands are now creeping up under her shirt, and since it's a pretty tight bit of clothing to begin with, that means he's also pushing the whole shirt up too.]