The air in Tuck's lungs left him in a whoooosh, and he chuckled at Will, gazing up at him. "Art distracts me by kissing me all the time, what do you mean?" Tuck lied. "Incidentally, now I have you right where I want you," he bucked his hips upwards, a cheeky smile on his face. "Just what do you plan on doing up there?"