"Completely and utterly stolen it, yes, with no intention of giving it back."

Another lingering kiss, shirt shaken aside before he draws back and turns his attention to Hythlodaeus' belt and trousers. He deftly tugs the former loose, shifting down to tug the other man's pants down. Wearing a lazy smirk, he keeps careful watch of his friend's expression.

"I thought I had nothing left to give after the Warriors made off with their own pieces of it. But I suppose I had always kept a part of it for you."