"Thought so." He grunted the word softly as he leaned down closer and kissed him again. It didn't have to be about sex. To be honest, before Jim, he'd not been the type that craved it all the time. Rather just when the moment hit him. Moments just seemed to hit a lot when Jim was involved. He took that as a good sign he found the right person.

Wrapping Jim up close, he let one hand rest on the line of his back where fingertips softly traced and drew along the spine in idle fashion. He instantly rolled his eyes at the pervert comment, however. "Right. I'll remember that next time you want me out of my clothes." Snorting quietly, he slipped his other hand into Jim's hair and started to softly play with the strands gently as his eyes fell closed. "Sweet dreams, darlin'."