I think it works out pretty well for you most of the time.

[ Gets fired back with a grin before both the words and his mouth are swallowed into a languidly returned kiss as he surrenders to those familiar hands in his hair bringing him forward and as one of his hands slides off Sylvain's chest to the bed beneath them to brace himself on the descent. At that matching rock of the other man's hips another grasp gets muffled between their lips and this time Claude intentionally lightly digs his fingernails into Sylvain's chest in approval before breaking the kiss and parting just enough to be able to speak again. Of course. ]

Unless you're saying I should tie you up again because that could always be arranged.