"Deliciously so," he mutters back, humming contentedly at the idea, but it turns into something more of a playful growl as Wylan tugs on his lip. "Need a hands-on demonstration, do you?" he practically purrs the words.

He has no problem obliging, of course.

He slides a hand between them and presses it flat against the center of Wylan's chest, gently pushing him as he rolls to straddle him, fingers straying up to cup his cheek in his hand as he kisses him again, the hungry sort full of desire.

He intends to take his time, and keep Wylan in bed as long as possible.