He chuckles, leisurely kissing patches of Watson's skin, though he knows it won't be long before he has a strong desire to bathe himself. He feels uncomfortably sticky.

"How else are we to feel properly moved-in?" he teases, kissing Watson's neck and giving it a small, gentle bite. "And we couldn't have had ordinary sex on our first official night here." He kisses up Watson's neck to his jaw before leaving off, pressing close to Watson.

"For tonight we shall only concern ourselves with cleaning ourselves up. The housekeeping can start tomorrow." And Watson will do it.