"I don't -- I don't think any of that will be necessary." Maybe. He's frowning as he undoes the front of his pants and tugs those off, leaving his boxer-briefs in place for a moment longer. It's not the best stalling tactic given it's the natural article of clothing to go for next, but he decides to go for his shirt instead. If he's going to jerk off in front of his LSP, he may as well go full nude.

Another moment is taken up by him standing to properly fold his clothing before he turns his back to Ivan and finally removes his last bit of covering. He's no where near being in the mood, but at least he's one step closer as he settles back onto the mattress.

"I'll try," he murmurs as his head rests on the pillow and his eyes closed. This was going to take a while.