He was at ease with his nudity, lounging sideways across her bed as she scrambled to cover herself. He wiped the sweat from his own forehead and watched her with half-lidded eyes, smirking faintly at her bemused questions. One shoulder lifted and fell, and he braced his head on one hand. "I was bored and lonely. I thought I'd come surprise you, take you out for a meal and a movie, something like that." He glanced over at her laptop, still on the edge of the bed, and pulled it over.<br/><br/>"I didn't really expect to catch you masturbating... what was it to, anyway?" He opened the lid, but frowned when he was met with her lock screen rather than whatever window she'd been viewing. He pushed it closed and left it where it lay, crawling up toward her instead. Matt sprawled out next to her, one eyebrow quirking up into an arch as he tugged gently at the blanket. "Why so bashful now? I've had my mouth all over you, what's to hide now, hmm?" He looked around her apartment and pointed. "The bathroom is there, right? Is the shower big enough for two?"