Martin offers no verbal response to John's question (fair enough; it was rhetorical), but his body language speaks volumes. He isn't quite still — he can never seem to restrain himself from wriggling a little — but John can tell he has his undivided attention, and Martin is all but radiating anticipation. A captive audience, in more ways than one.

"First..." John begins, his free hand lifting from Martin's waist and instead closing gently around one of Martin's wrists. Martin's hands are still braced against John's chest, and while that isn't a problem yet, John can easily imagine it becoming a distraction in a minute or two. That said, he doesn't have enough hands to both pin Martin's wrists to the wall and make good on the promise of those undone buttons. He'll just have to improvise.

To that end, he guides Martin's hand down and back until Martin's palm is pressed flat against the wall. "I'll have your hands here," he says as he repeats the move with Martin's other arm, "until I say otherwise. Understood?" He punctuates the question with an incremental tightening of his fist.