Sara sinks to her knees in front of him, flashing him that impish grin again as Nat pours their drinks.

"I doubt they'd allow this video on Netflix," she murmurs, tugging his boots and socks off for him and tossing them aside before she grabs the remote and boots up the video. "Call it... the pre-show."

She shoots Nat a wink as the video gets started, busying herself with his belt and keeping watch for his reaction.