He almost asked if what was happening was really happening, but it seemed like a really stupid, callous thing to say, and for once, he kept his mouth shut. More or less. He liked kissing Makishima too much to keep his mouth more than figuratively closed, really.

Breaking the kiss only long enough to tilt his head up and press his lips to the teen's brow, Reno paused when he saw the sheets. Really? Though he supposed he shouldn't have been shocked, all said and done. He preferred gray sheets or black, which he knew he looked the best on, but leaning back to look at Makishima, Reno realized the teen would look fantastic on that wild bedding. All types, he supposed, grinning brightly and probably looking quite lunatic for a moment, since Makishima was no mind reader to know what delighted the redhead so.

"So...I know what I want....which is pretty much everything. But what are lookin' for, babe?" Reno asked, twirling some of that green hair around a finger, enjoying the silky feel of the curl as he cocked a brow and winked. "You just wanna go light? Fool around a little? You cool with me just doing my thing? There....y'know...somethin' you've kinda always wanted to try?" he raised his voice, lilting it, trying to open the floor for suggestions. He could do a few things no problem, no hesitation, but if Makishima was looking to get his ticket punched right there, that was gonna take a fuckin' minute.