He shifted his arm up to allow Steve to turn around without catching the blankets and making noise. His wider shoulders hid the other man's much smaller frame so anyone actually awakened wouldn't think anything odd was going on. Like two men sharing a single bed.

His arm settled across Steve's waist again, fingers stroking lightly up and down the small the blond's back. The darkness masked their faces even to each other, but he could pick out enough to know where Steve's mouth and nose was. From there, it was easy to guess where everything else lined up.

"Or lose in their skirts on a particular twirl," he agreed at an attempt at a little whispered humour. "We don't have to do anything you aren't comfortable with. You've kissed before, yeah?"