[He shudders again, softly, as Rye's fingers find his nipples and begin to tug through the suit - bites down on his lip, at those words]

Some things are totally worth doing a load of laundry, dude. Just saying.

[His own hands trail around to the front of Rye's shirt - smooth their way up his abdomen and over his chest, before they start undoing the buttons, slow and deliberate]