Giving Barcus a few minutes is a good idea. The gnome seems to need the chance to recover, blissed out but also lost in a wave of emotion he didn't expect. You deserve this. Pleasure. Comfort. Affection.

He makes a faint mmm noise, nodding at the observation. An excellent idea. An impulse well worth surrendering to. His voice trembles a little between amusement and emotion: "I don't know what the hell was in that brandy, but I'm rather impressed."

He kisses Bel's throat once more before finally raising his head again, misty-eyed but pleased. "If you give me another couple minutes, I'll draw us a bath."