"Don't be so modest, Shep-pard" the Wraith said with a knowing look. He knew the man was far more knowledgeable than the average military grunt. Ronon Dex was far more of the point-and-shoot-guy as he said.

His grip began to tighten in Sheppard's hair, pushing him to continue to use his mouth on such a vulnerable spot then he was pulling away and he made a noise of disappointment. He met his eyes, the request was an odd one.

"Very well." he nodded once, withdrawing and moving to lie down as instructed. Todd settled into the nest on his stomach, elbows propping him up at first, watching the colonel and then lowered himself entirely, resting his chin on his arm as he waited.

[Its ok, take your time!]