[It's just his ass, really. If he was in the mood for the other end, he'd have long dragged Liquid to somewhere far more private.

Besides, the freedom of Liquid going for his ear gave him a chance to see that the counter had somehow not changed. Son of a-]

Didn't...work. [His eyes sort of flutter shut as he returns his attention to Liquid's mouth. Much as he hated to admit it, he was grateful to whomever taught him to be so skillful.] Another way, I think.