"If you're offering, I may have to ask why not all of them," he teases, but he know it won't be today. Though it's not as if they haven't had those moments together, time and again, in every room of this house.

"The couch," he says with a rumble as he keeps him close. "So I can sit up and taste you while I'm feeling that sweet ass on me," he murmurs, already moving them towards the couch. "We still have lube in the table, right?"

Because he has this in his mind now and he really doesn't want to gave to go and find lube.