You are out of your mind. [He panted, staring at Dodger as if he'd just asked him to stick his dick in a fire, because it wasn't that far off.]

What are you doing? How do you do that? [He reached out tentatively, hesitated, and then touched Dodger's thigh cautiously, expecting it to still be burning hot.

With a sigh, he kicked his pants the rest of the way off, now just finding them an annoyance. He had no qualms about being naked after all. Crawling to the top of the mattress, he sat with his back against the wall and thread his fingers together behind his head.]

You did not burn me earlier... What was it you wanted me to do?