Remy's cheek dropped to the library's rough carpet while he fought for breath in the afterglow. "Easy now, darlin'."
Heavy eyes opened and moved up to the other man as the silk tie was removed from his wrists. "Merci."
A thick hand brushed through his awry hair as Remy sat up slowly, stretching out any lingering stiffness. "Learn your lesson?"
The bathrobe shook where it clung precariously to his shoulders as he gave a hint of a nod. "Oui, no wanderin' around the mansion in just da robe."
Adding 'if Logan's not around to hunt' would've wasted his newfound breath.