[He can actually feel Thorn wrestling with this, it's the wildest thing. But once his thoughts seem to settle on the side of allowing it, Cobalt slides his hands in between his pants and his boxers and slips his pants off his hips, shimmying them down until gravity is (hopefully) able to do the rest (providing these pants aren't TOO tight.)

He kisses him once more and takes his hands, gently leading him toward the shower.]