It was strange, when they'd first arrived everything Peter had thought then had been about getting back, about figuring the way back to their own lives so they could get on to them. But now, a year on and Peter wasn't quite so sure he wanted to go back, at least not without being sure he could hold on to what he'd built here. And considering the multiverse of it all - well Peter wasn't sure that was going to work out that way.
He dropped a kiss to her shoulder and hummed a soft sound, not to say anything just yet, as much as it was to simply to give it to her. Because he really did love her, and what they had made here together, and John - the tub might not quite be big enough for the three of them, but Peter liked the way they all fit when they did come together.
He huffed softly, his breath warm against her skin when she snorted, "Maybe you're into that sort of thing, I mean, you have a great ass." He reminded her as if she might not know it already. "Maybe you want a man who doesn't try and hide that he can't look away." Still it was nice to know that she had considered it, thought about being back and still doing this. It wasn't just a while they were here thing.
"Yeah," He nodded, lifting his hand from her thigh to offer her his pinky, "I'll find you. If something happens." He promised. And it was a big if, he'd been here from nearly the beginning as far as he knew, and he'd never felt any sort of pull or anything like it might be him being sent back. But if it turned out that it ever happened, yeah - he'd try and find her again, multiverse be damned.