'That's so,' he confirms, with a dark little chuckle in his ear.

'And you just like my dirty mouth, don't you? Like it when I'm telling you what I'm going to do to you. I've seen the way you squirm when I start talking to you like that.'

His fingers are stroking ever so lightly over Random's hipbone, the lightest of teasing touches. He'd been tired before, but now he's thinking that sex seems like an excellent idea.