He doesn't spare a thought to anyone or anything other than her mouth under his, the way she twists and whines when he curls his fingers like that. Clever hands. Good to know he's still got it. What comes next takes a little doing but he hefts her in his arms, sweeping her thighs around his waist as he carries her from the front door. All of one second is spared to kick it shut before he stalks to the bedroom, lips working down the long line of her neck and shoulder.