[He's sliding back up against him when he leans in to get his belt of. Cheeky. But then he is behaving, keeping upright and hands against the wall.

The resounding slap does get blood to pool at his groin for multiple reasons and that blush of embarrassment returns to his face. He's quite sure this isn't a normal favorite activity, but, hmmm. That is nice.

He looks back over his shoulder.]

My, my. I'm only going to let you get away with that a few times.