Hearing you say it like that makes it sound like something you'd like doing.

[His bemusement only lasted up until Heine stripped down, and he took him in, admiring the view until Heine prodded at him. Chuckling slightly, he did as he was told, sprawling out onto the bed, knuckling his hands against the headboard so Heine might have a better idea of where he was.]

Bossy aren't you? Are you going to fuck me or just give me orders?