Ought to what? [ He laughs at the half-spoken threat. Sighing happily he melts into Frank's touch in the afterglow and slings an arm around his middle. His man's heart is starting to get back to normal from the exertion between them, and he can feel how content he is by the sound of it.

These moments here are the ones he lives for. A thumb brushes idly over his skin. ]

I like the sound of that. Only good things.

[ The idea of just staying in unless they need to eat or get a few snacks is more than enticing. They could just order in. Mike has some cash on him. They could just order in. He's grateful for the hauling up of the blanket and shifts to get a shoulder underneath to stay warm. He lays his cheek on the other man's shoulder and his face stretches into a grin when he makes that comment. ]

But it doesn't hurt, I bet. [ A laugh. ] No, no elaborations. No work talk of any kind just---just this. Just us.

[ He lets his hand wander to find one of Frank's and then threads their fingers together. ]