Lisa Curry's son Jett Kenny and his girlfriend Lily Brown strip down to their underwear for racy new Calvin Klein campaign
The TV personality, 31, and influencer, 27, shared a voyeuristic video advert to their social media accounts on Thursday, in which the half-naked couple nuzzle, nip and kiss each other while describing their favourite scents.
The short clip shows a bare-chested Jett pulling Lily in for a tender kiss by her unbuttoned denim jeans, with her underwear hitched up high over her hips.
A photographer asks the couple to name three words that come to mind when they think of the Eternity Amber Essence fragrance.
'Sensual, sexy, and sophisticated,' Lily drawls over several extreme close ups of her plumped up lips.
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Jett Kenny and Lily Brown have got fans hot under the collar with their racy new campaign for a Calvin Klein 'His and Hers' perfume
'What is the mood? What is the scent? What's your favourite memory?' the photographer asks her, eliciting a coquettish giggle.
The next shots show Lily tickling her partner's beard with her fingertips and also kissing his neck while sitting in-between his legs.
Both influencers hold the perfume bottle in front of their denim-clad crotches and take turns staring at one another longingly.
They take some time to roll around on the floor and clutch at each other's unbuttoned waistbands, with Jett also holding a bottle aloft while Lily nuzzles her head into his naked chest.
'My goodness there's so many memories,' Jett says.
'It reminds me of date night. It reminds me of date nights with you.'
'Something for her, something for him, for every intimate moment,' he captioned the post, while Lily penned: 'Eternity just got a little spicier — meet your new signature scent: Amber Essence by Calvin Klein.'
The comments sections were quickly set ablaze with responses such as: 'Hot', 'iconic', 'Killer couple' and many fire emojis.
The short clip shows a bare-chested Jett pulling Lily in for a tender kiss by her unbuttoned denim jeans, with her underwear hitched up high over her hips
The Pour Femme fragrance is described as being 'equal parts bold and fresh', with 'floral top notes of angelica and intoxicating ylang ylang' which give way to the 'warm opulence of its amber heart'.
Meanwhile the Pour Homme fragrance includes 'crisp top notes of clean accord and Italian mandarin followed by amber, bourbon vanilla, and 'heady' benzoin.
The sexy campaign comes after Jett was forced to take to Instagram in February to shut down rumours the couple was expecting a baby.
He had shared an animated video to his Instagram which saw an image of Lily being hatched from an egg laid by an eagle.
It was buried at the end of a gallery of photos and clips which documented his week to date, with the caption: 'Week Six Dump. (Swipe to last for a surprise.)'
Jett offered no other context to the video, and Lily has yet to make her own announcement, but fans were quick to share their congratulations with the couple.
Two days later, Jett took to his Stories to clarify the situation.
'I didn't think I'd have to come onto Instagram at 6.15am to to address the fact that people think that we're pregnant - from an eagle dropping an egg out of its bum and then a photo of Lily emerges... But we're not pregnant,' he said.
'Lily?' he asked his partner, panning the phone camera to where she stood in the couple's walk in wardrobe folding clothes.
'Not pregnant!' she called back.
'Not pregnant for the f**king 1500th time guys.'
Lily then encouraged him to re-post the video in question to prove it was ambiguous.
The pair debuted their relationship in December 2022 after weeks of rumours.
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