Go to his bedroom

You climb off Waylon and lay down on the couch, resting your head against his leg. Both of you are breathing heavily, and the chill air isn't bothering you in the slightest.

"Ready?" he asks.

You sit up and nod.

"Give me just a few minutes to get ready," he says, getting off the couch and heading into the bathroom.

With adrenaline surging within, you walk quickly to his bedroom. After turning off the light, you crawl under the covers and wait.