Explain his position.

Marc’s eyes opened groggily, “Morning! You say cheerfully, “What-” he started before you cut him off with a giggle. “Someone must have had too much to drink, I had a little fun with you, and now…”

Hopping off your bed you stand over him and rest a foot on his chest. “...you are going to do as I say. Unless you want anything getting out… or not.” you wink at him, applauding your subtlety. “if you refuse, I know you’ll come crawling back. Now,” you move your foot before his face. “Be a good boy and kiss my princess feet!” you command.