Ramon is kissing up his jaw, a hand buried in his hair, pushing his body close to him. He laughs quietly and says, 'I don't mind where we have the chocolate. I know I want you in bed, later.'

Very important to him, suddenly, that he should take Random in that bed. 'But we can eat it here, if you like...' A hand trails down to rest on his belt buckle. '...and you must let me say thank you for this.'

Because Random would probably enjoy being pleasured while watching the sun go down, he thinks.