The movement got another low-throated sound out of him, reluctant to pull away and only getting more-so, though he finally did, lips brushing against Michael's throat as he murmured: Soon, soon I will be all yours to do with as you will. But right now, right now we need to stop, just for a few minutes, just until dinner gets here and then we can do whatever you want."

A quick kiss to the pulse point there, still not ready to draw away completely, "Promise."