One Way
J.Z Evans
She must have heard his moans.
"No, get me a pair of scissors so I can rip this off!" He exclaimed, harshly grabbing on the fabric over his torso. He was already struggling by not being able to use his dominant hand and that stubborn shirt frustrated him even more.
Blair walked closer to him and began to lift up his shirt. He grabbed her arms to stop her when the shirt was already half way up through his stomach.
"What are you doing? Pervert." He gave her a judging look. Was she trying to take advantage of him now that he was unable to defend himself properly? He didn't expect that from her of course but hey, anything is possible.