Phillip starts to laugh, the sound cut off by a groan when Gustavain sinks in, his hands clinging tighter. "That certainly helps," he manages, though his voice is definitely breathier now and his head is still tilted back against the mattress.

He doesn't anything for a moment, though it's not entirely clear if he's processing the request or just caught up in the sensation of the moment. Most likely, a bit of both. "I think we can manage that," he says after a moment, unclenching a hand enough to smooth up and down his side. They're going to need to talk about the kind of penance he has in might, and the whole thing is likely to be a bit... intense, if hopefully not unpleasant. But this is how they tend to deal with things, how they are dealing with them right now.