It all sounded really nice, especially with Lyra;s lips at his throat, and her hands on his skin. His hands had moved to her back when he'd heard the squeak and he cleared his throat before straightening.
"Hello Little," he offered with a smile. "We should give you a key at some point. Should make it easier, and then you can come as you like. Are your parents aware you are here?" He never minded hosting her, but he also wanted her parents to know. He didn't want them to worry.