[The words send a shiver down his spine as they're spoken into his ear, his imagination already getting a jumpstart on what Aether may do to him once he's on his back. His lips make Tartaglia's ear tingle, and he's easily coaxed downward onto the bed, head hitting the pillow as he looks up at his lover with anticipation.

He has no problem getting comfortable, wearing a smirk as he waits for whatever sinful idea Aether's got in his head.]

Now, I'm excited. Putting your enemy in the most vulnerable position you can...now I'm all yours, traveler.

[He winks at him, and yet, still manages to seem devious, like he's got a plan (he doesn't.)]

Don't waste this opportunity, now. If you do, I'll certainly make you pay for it.