You watched Koenig drive the SUV with concentration, but you noticed his tension. He was nervous, and you wanted to support him. Without a word, you moved closer to him and gently ran your fingers up his thigh. He looked at you questioningly, but you just smiled, slowly unzipping his jeans. His hand came to rest on the back of your head, and an understanding passed between you.

(English is not my first language, there may be mistakes)