He doesn't anticipate the movement of being pulled over and rolled up into the blankets with John, but he doesn't fight the movement as it happens either. He's happy to be cocooned up in the blankets with the other man, wrapped up tight in his warmth. He pushes to continue their roll until he's wound up on top of the other man again, letting out a laugh as he leans forward to kiss him again.

"You have quite the way with words, you know," he murmurs. Sliding a leg between the other man's and rocking forward against him, pulling back just enough to press his face into the crook of John's neck. Mouthing along the line of his collarbone as he shifts to slide a hand down the line of John's torso in turn.