Of course I want to work for it. I like it when I have to make you behave.

[ He says it with a kiss, and kicks his legs up and down contentedly. Like he's incredibly pleased with himself for being able to repeat that line back. Which he is. ]

I want to have to fight for you at least a little. It makes it all feel- more real, I suppose. Like I worked for it, so I can't lose you.