"Sure thing," and John moved ahead to jump over the back of the couch like a loon and situate himself, ready and comfortable. Glancing back at his boyfriend, John spread his arm across the back of the couch suggestively: "You get your ass here, Drake, because I wanna snuggle, and I'll grab someone off the street if I have to," he mock-threatened, smile in his eyes and the remote in his free hand.