That's better. Jamie grins against Jon's neck and keeps his hand moving steadily as Jon gets more worked up. He can feel the vibration of the ring and he is keenly aware that it's getting more intense. It doesn't hurt that Jon is holding him like Jamie is the only thing keeping him from flying apart. He tips his head to bite Jon's earlobe.

"I could," he purrs. "I would, darling, because I know you'd like it no matter how much you complain."

He lifts his head so that he can kiss Jon full on the mouth.

"I'd adore it, you know. Having you pledged like that. I should do it." It doesn't matter if the threat is real or not. "If only so that I get cute, begrudging pictures of you every morning in something lacy or silky. Oh, I could show Morrigan..."