"Fucking priceless, this guy," Chris nodded, making a small noise at the scratch to his his skin even as he, too, watched Stabler. Once the man was done, he took his hand away, whiping it on Elliot's chest, "Alright, Stabler, that's enough," He pushed against the man's chest as he shifted himself under Toby, "Fuck, could use a bit of a nap after that, baby," He grinned at Toby, kissing her with a slight nip to her bottom lip, "Should we let Stabler stay in the bed with us?" As if he hadn't already made up his mind about it. He'd let Stabler stay if Toby wanted.