He can barely relate to all the merlot and champagne stuff, but he gets the idea. Different but good. Maybe one day he'll try it for himself, maybe, but for now he's just glad to do what he can for Eccarius that doesn't involve biting.

"C'mere, then, gorgeous. Lemmie help with some of that." A slight kissy face and an arm opening up for a hug is enough suggestion that he wants Eccarius up by him, in better reaching and smooching distance as he lies there.