He laughs. "I can get clean perfectly fine while biting you."

"Really? How? Your movements get pretty constrained, don't they?"

Snort. "Okay, so my hair might be an issue, and I might be a little too–" he pushes against Sadde a bit, "mm… pressed up against you?"

"Then I won't be able to get cleaned," he complains.

He does not, however, move from where he is.

Theo moves a bit to kiss Sadde instead.

He does not resist! But then says, "That's also not conductive to cleaning. It looks like you have an agenda, here."

"Oh dear, whatever shall people think," he says, then kisses Sadde's jaw.

He raises an eyebrow. "Do you want other people to have opinions on this? We could leak a sex tape if you're into that."

Theo snorts. And then takes a moment.

"I– actually was not thinking about that."

He smirks. "I can't help but notice you didn't say 'no.'"

"I wasn't thinking about it!"

"Still not a no," he singsongs.

Eyeroll. "That is in fact true that it is still not a no."

"We-ell," he starts, then grabs Theo by the waist to turn him around and press him against the wall. "I don't have a good camera but that can presumably be arranged."

"I don't think I actually want to make and leak a sex tape," he says, from his position against the wall. "Making it, sure, leaking it, enh."

"Fine by me. Would be nice to watch all the faces you make whenever I feel like it, I quite like them."

Smirk. "I'll just be proud of my facial ability, then."

Sadde reaches down and squeezes. "They're very good faces."

"Thank you?" he tries.

He starts doing somewhat more than squeezing. "You know, I seem to be in the mood again."

"Oh, do you?"

"Yes. Through no influence of yours." Squeeze again.

"Auh, so sorry," he laughs.

"No you're not," he points out, getting to his knees.

"Nope, I am not."