Ty had a smirk of his own on his face as he listened to him. "I think I'd rather like again and again, as long as you wanted me to and as long as I could," he said, not noticing that Damien had moved until he felt his hand. He let out a gasp at the contact, purring softly afterward. "Mmm. . . I did say that, didn't I? Enchant I had a friend of mine do, makes everything feel so much better." Like those hands. Oh, how Ty was already loving those hands after a single touch. "As for the place, though. . . so far, it looks gorgeous. I'd love a tour, though, if you'd give me one." A tour which he hoped would end in the bedroom. Or the dining room table. Or even anywhere with a wall.