[Considering what they usually get a room at the inn for? Outwardly, it causes him to blush a little. But in his mind? It flashes back to one of those hotel stays. Skin pressed against skin, the feeling of desire, lust-]

[ Bugger. Not now.]

[He scolds himself as he shakes off the memory. Definitely not what he meant. And the fact that Clay might've seen that makes it even more embarrassing.]

Ah, no I meant, just somewhere more- secluded. Just-

[There's embarrassment and a flusteredness to his feelings as he starts tugging Clay along- away from the Inn and out towards what looks a less busy area of trees]

[Lets just go.]