All yours, and you can look all you want. [She agrees, smirking as she runs her fingernails down along his chest.] And touch. [Her wandering hand stops at his belly button, just so she can try to tickle him a little.]

Did you want to try going out tonight? Because I was thinking we could stay like this. Not get dressed, just mess around all night and sleep in. And then we could try going out tomorrow.

[It would give their clothes time to dry, and give them enough time to sleep. Just in case the hotel winds up knocking and telling them to get lost early in the morning.]