He gives a breathless laugh, kisses Taylor again and presses his face against his shoulder so he can nuzzle at his neck. Wants to leave a couple of marks of his own now he's more comfortable. "Promise?" he asks, a teasing note to his voice. It's not something he can promise but it's nice to imagine it, right?

He catches his breath, rocks his hips up to meet Taylor's, his skin already sweaty and flushed. "Whatever you want. Just... tell me where you want me."