"Allow me to investigate closer?" He cups the back of Watson's neck and pulls him in for a leisurely, long kiss, exploring Watson's mouth freely. Satisfying himself, he slips his hand down Watson's back and gives him a lazy smile. "My initial conclusion stands. I declare your moustache mercifully honey-free." His smile quirks brighter, more playful, and he lightly traces the line of Watson's collarbone.

"We are doing a spectacular job of breaking in our new home, you realize. Sex in the kitchen and our first bath together all in the first night. How long will it take us to break in the rest of the house, I wonder."