[While they kiss, Slick decides that Gil probably should lose his shirt as well, so shreds the front of it with his claws, along with probably a layer or two of skin underneath.

And really this is a far better way to lose his clothes than the usual, so instead of a complaint Gil gets a low, pleased chuckle in his ear and Slick takes his fingers out, replacing them pretty much immediately with a rough thrust of his hips]