Kirley was amused by the vision's shyness. His subconscious was really pushing for a prolonged seduction it seemed. He supposed he had been a little bored lately, so maybe he was trying to tell himself to look for more challenges. Something to remember once the high wore off. Until then...
"All right, Albus Dumbledore, we'll play things your way for now." He adjusted the sheet. If there wasn't going to be a quick fuck against the wall in his near future, he really did want to be warm. "I'll take you up on the clothing offer, for the time being." Clothing could always be removed, after all. "If you don't mind?"
Since there seemed to be a sort of scripted scenario to this potion-induced fantasy, Kirley decided that it would be best to just go along to the natural conclusion. "I suppose we should figure it out then," he said. The faster they got through the scenario, the sooner he'd get off.