He's a sod who doesn't have a bloody clue what He's doing.

[Huffed out, but barely, as he was currently drawn in by that smile, that look in her eye. He was still shirtless, still had a sticky bit of cream and a smear of chocolate on his chest, but all of that seemed so very unimportant in the light glinting off those stunning blue eyes.]

What, you plan on spoiling me with naked time? I'm quite all right with that idea.