He chuckled lightly, "they would! They like singing me to sleep, so I think they'd like singing you to sleep too." Callum didn't think that there'd be second room, really. He was just being silly.
He did always enjoy the sounds she made when he squeezed her. He couldn't deny that. Not ever. And yes, they were starting things they shouldn't. "Mmm," he hummed happily when she moved to straddle him and snuggle back down against him, careful not to put pressure on his injury.
He blushed and rolled his eyes upward with a scoff, "nooo," he chuckled, wrinkling his nose at the pain in his side from doing so. He would have hid his face in his hands, but his fingers were too busy tangling themselves in Catherine's hair. "I'm awful at detail," he bit at his lip and looked back to her.
"I always want to kiss you all over. And I want to go down on you," fuck, it always sounded so awkward when you said it aloud, didn't it? "A-and the lower I go, I want those long, drawn out moans that I miss," because of his fuck up.
"And after I make you cum with my tongue," he wrinkled his nose at how ridiculous he sounded-- not her or what he wanted to do to her. "I want to fuck you all over my trailer. Or your trailer. Wherever we are. I just want all fucking night with you, and I want it to be even better than Colorado."