"You know, you're gonna have to give my underwear back if we want to go get food,'" he raised his eyebrow with a grin and tightened his grip around her shoulder.
"While we're on that, how does an adult manchild have zero food in his apartment?" she teased, making no effort to move.
"I'm a busy manchild!" he laughed, "And I'm hungry!"
"I've got a better idea," she murmured against his lips, "And your boxers are comfy."