[He considers it a while, raising an eyebrow back at her, then snuffs the cigarette out on the little table beside the bed with its shitty alarm clock as she gets to kissing her way down. There's probably an ashtray for that somewhere in this room but he's absolutely not going to get up and look for it. He also sure didn't have to wait that long and test her response, but he doesn't really like doing things he doesn't want to do. Had to make a point, even if it wasn't a very strong one.

She gives that little nip and his eyelids flutter, then he gives a soft exhale of a laugh.]

I got nothin' against that.

[He reaches down to stroke her head, burying fingers in her hair and grazing her scalp with the tips of his nails. He's eager for more, certainly, but he is damn tired and it might take a little extra work on her part for him to get it up right now, he realizes. Which is awkward, but, well, whatever. Just needs more time warming up than usual, that's all. And considering how ready to go he is most of the time, maybe she won't even really notice or care.]

One a' these nights when it warms up, we'll sleep naked out under the sky. Can't wait for summer.