Typically Jess didn't wear much of anything to bed, but he rather thought they were not there yet. Good thing he had a couple sets lying around that his mother insisted on. Moving across the room as she transfigured something, probably the quill he kept there, off his nightstand into a hairbrush, Jess made a mental to pick one up for her to keep at his place. Maybe some pajamas of her own too. He'd make a list... Later.

Retrieving the PJs from his wardrobe, ones she was likely to down in, Jess wasn't sure how modest she was about this, considering he'd already seen all of her, but he could easily excuse himself to the washroom or let her do the same if desired. Or he could... Enjoy the process a little. It could backfire in his face, but he was willing to take the risk.

Tossing his PJs to the bed, he threw the set for her over his shoulder to hang within easy reach. Gently he pulled her to her feet, hands sliding along her arms until he reached the buttons at the top of her shirt again. Slowly he undid them, chuckling now at the ones she'd missed and the fact they were off by one somehow. He kept his eyes on hers for a moment, a slight smirk on his lips as he reached the bottom, gently sliding the fabric from her shoulders. He had no intentions of pushing his luck like that right now, but he enjoyed these quiet, intimate moments too much to ever pass one by again.

They were only inches apart and he knew they be much closer once they crawled into bed again, but he couldn't help himself. Gently he pressed a kiss to her shoulder, marveling at the freckles he'd somehow missed last time. With one hand he pulled the pajama shirt from his shoulder, and swung it around behind her to pull it up and over her skin once more. The pants would probably fall right off her without some hasty fix, but the shirt itself already hit near her knees as he started to button it up.