No, it's all perfectly logical, so much logic in this bed considering the rapidly dwindling brain power of at least one man in it. Said Kurt squirms minutely against the teasing sensation, stilling with a catch in his breath when the other mutant starts to press inside.

"You weren't.. already?" He chuckles, more air than sound as he presses an open kiss to his doppelganger's jaw, just near the ear. He draws in a breath through his nose, his hips jerking down instinctively. "Won't we, ah, need some.. slick?" Apparently his twin's doing something right if Kurt can't remember the word for lube.