[He snickers at the sigh, feeling it through his cheek. The laugh turns into a startled noise when he feels the hat drop over his ears and he pulls back, turning his face up to Dirk, barely able to see past the brim of it as it tilts over his brow, almost touching his nose tip.]

Should we skip societal politeness of hanging out on the sofa like we're not gonna have sex and just go to the bedroom and have said sex?