"And their sacrifice was definitely not in vain," Fox quipped in reply, shifting a little closer and feeling the orange juice wobble dangerously. He pulled back, picking up the juice and taking a sip before setting it safely on the bedside table instead. There. Better. He turned his attention back to Mingyu.

"Do I need to give you a reminder of just how thoroughly I distracted you?" He asked with a wicked grin. "I'm sure I could give a demonstration--"