Okay, he could definitely get down with that. Those little motions set him off into a light whimper, the good sort, his own hips moving light to match the rhythm. He didn't have any problem at all moving with the synthetic on top of him, not really thinking that maybe he shouldn't. He rolled with it for a few moments before exhaling and nodding.

"Always ran warm," he said quietly, definitely glad that Ash seemed to appreciate it. Sometimes he got the awkwardness of people thinking he was sick despite never being healthier. "You didn't say anything wrong. Just—I'd want what you want, not what other people have wanted. You know?"