She reluctantly took her hands off of him, helping her shirt off - a benefit of being a succubus, as always, was the lack of need for a bra. It made moments like this much more advantageous.

She grinned, though, at producing such a reaction from him. Something primitive relishing in such possessiveness. "No desire for both our hands on you?" As if to punctuate the question, Bo let her fingers roam down his chest and palm him over his pants. A low, pleased sound emitted from her at the contact.