"I would too," he admits. It's not a thing he knew about himself before he came here, before he was with her, but now it's precious to him. He loves how freeing it is, and how with every experiment, every adventure, he feels closer to her, and more rooted in himself. Of course, living together, they'll have no lack of chances for this place to push them into compromising situations, but -- it's not just that. It's this. The revisiting their discoveries together, sober, the tenderness and the desire all together.

He chuckles, pleased, as she whimpers with surprise before melting back to mischievous want. It's hardly a moment before he gives her a hiss back. "No proper games," he agrees, fingers walking down to tug on one of the straps holding her in. Heat pools in his groin. He's wanted her in something like this for awhile now, and it's certainly past his expectation. "But I still want to get you worked up." And that's always been the thing that's felt most dangerous, letting their games and affection mix with no structure to pin their feelings on. It's exciting now, empowering, and he runs his other hand behind her, grabbing her bare ass with his open hand as he presses his hard, covered cock to her opening, kissing her hard as he does.

A welcome indeed.