Owen sucks in air through his teeth at the contact and it comes out as more of a sigh than he'd like as he undoes the clasp at her back. He's good at this bit, he's good at making it all last, but he'd confess that it's becoming a bit difficult with the two of them are almost completely skin on skin.

Completely, after he lifts up only slightly, and finally removes her bra.

'Not bad, Sato,' he wants to say, but his brain isn't working in complete sentences at the moment.