[ He reaches forward to take the remote and place it on the bed, though he leaves it off for the moment. Petting Childe's sweat-soaked locks of hair from his eyes seems a much better use of his time at the moment. ]

Hmmm?

Tie myself up as a present and leave myself at your disposal. Yes, I would be willing to try. Though your birthday is quite a ways away. Shall I attempt it for a different occasion?