Mary smiles against his mouth before kissing him again. "That didn't take me very long to convince you," she murmurs while he starts to unbutton her blouse. She runs her fingers over his chest while she waits for him to finish undoing her shirt. Once it's off, she reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it up and over his head.

"Can this get wet?" she asks, fingers grazing over his metal arm.