He broke the kiss just long enough to tug what remained of Surreal's dress over her head. He muttered a quiet thanks that there were no complicated corsets, or underwear underneath. If that was because they had never been there, or because he had vanished them earlier with his own speeding thoughts? Rainier was past caring.

At least.

About that.

"My lead," he almost purred, resting one hand on her hip, before entering her slowly.