"Oh it's okay," he said, leaning over to scratch at Shadow more effectively. "She's just enthusias-" he stopped as Shadow licked right across his mouth. "Yeah, okay. Maybe a touch enthusiastic there," he said, drawing back again and slurping some tea to get rid of the sensation of dog lick with a quick shudder.
He rolled his eyes at her. He was eating rather better again now the show was over, and Christmas always brought far too much food in general. Plus he hadn't settled on a new painting yet so he'd not been pushing his studio hours very long. "I'm eating fine, mother," he joked, but picked his cake plate back up anyway.
He poked a few crumbs around before nodding and sighing rather massively. "Yeah. My libido was a bit on and off when we first got together, but then it was up for a while when we got to a place where we started sleeping together. It sort of trailed off again though. And I'd told her about it, but knowing and experiencing aren't quite the same." He frowned and took a bite of cake, waving his explanations with his hand. They should probably still be in a happy honeymoon period type thing where they were having sex all the time, but Dean had just lost enthusiasm.