Will chucked, very softly nothing more than a little rushes of breath from his nose. "I might. But the question is, do you want to get up?" He wasn't sure he could carry her, not like that. And he'd rather not drop her in the attempt.
He also wanted to watch her walk toward it, shirt off, skirt bunched up. The image that brought to mind ran a hard throb through his entire body. He didn't bite off the groan as he twitched.