"...when'd you become evil, man. I missed that memo." But he's red and warm and can still taste David on the back of his tongue from earlier and staying in is starting to become massively important but-


But.

He's got work.

"Lunch. I'll- um. Be back with lunch. Be good." He grabs up what he needs and heads for the door, turns on his heel to stalk back over to the bed and lick his way into David's mouth. Just cuz he can. Just to leave him as breathless and aching as he is. "Okay. Going now."