[A shiver runs down his spine as those fingers thread into his hair. Anything he might have been on the verge of saying is interrupted with a low, breathy sigh. He nestles further into the touch, even as his eyes start to droop sleepily. He tries his best to keep them open, like a child trying to stay awake on Christmas.

He doesn't want to miss a second of staring at Wolfwood.]

Feel a lil bad, if I fell asleep mid-kiss. That's all.

[That doesn't stop him from leaning in and grabbing a quick peck. And then a second and third for good measure. Despite his insistence on being tired, he still seems perfectly capable of giggling to him damn self somehow.

Even if he does tilt his head more heavily onto the pillow after.]

Know I'm probably a hypocrite for asking, but... [He does crack one eye open, just to meet Wolfwood's gaze.] You'll still be here when I wake up, yeah?