It had taken Ernest a while to build up the confidence to actually want to look at the movie they'd made. Perhaps it was strange, for someone so sexually aggressive to feel nervous about watching their homemade porn back. But he had been; he didn't know what it would be like to watch himself, especially considering how submissive he'd been at the time. He didn't know how it would feel to watch it back. But he hoped it would be good. He had a feeling it would be. Christ, of course it would be.
He was buzzing with nervous energy by the time Abi returned, and he chuckled softly at her questioning. "Sleepy? No," he grinned over at her. "And yes. Definitely. Are you ready?" he asked her.