[He shuddered when he heard what sounded a lot like his name leaving her with that muffled tone of need and desire, pulling his mouth from hers with a gasp, but not stepping any further away from her. Not when she was warm and soft and clinging to him in ways that had him reacting rather... viscerally.]

Chloe... I should... ah. Stop. Now. Here. On the roof, what with, ah, flying... things. And... outside-- bloody hell, you're gorgeous.

[Even as he spoke of stopping, his hands slid up her back, one staying near the small of it to keep her body right where it was, pressing tightly to his as his reacted to her.]