"Good. If it were up to me I'd have the water at hot tub levels," he replied snarkily, leaning over to kiss his cheek, trail kisses up his face to his ear, soft and affectionate. He keeps his hands where they are, but lightens the grip to just a firm touch. Nuzzling against him, he murmurs, "You okay?"

He can stop. He's not that much a pervert.