It is very much about what you can see, and what Herc can see is pretty damn good, in his opinion. If nothing else can be said about Inara, at least you can say she knows how to put on a good show.

He rumbles an approving groan when she skims her hands up her body, perfectly-painted nails passing over her skin until they get lost in the darkness of her hair. Herc lets his hands settle on her hips now that her arms are out of the way, just holds on to her as she undulates above him, watches intently and tries to hold on to his control.