"Thanks, Dad," Jason teases from the bed.

He dips his head far enough to kiss Moon lightly on the nose before snuggling up beside her, hands running idly up and down her hip, and yes he's pushing the hem of her shirt higher.

"So somehow in all this time fuckery you get to do Jean Claude?" He smirks, pulling her hips a little more firmly against his own. "Lucky bitch," he says, teasing.