Something tells her that asking him to close his eyes is rather useless when they are already working their way to being riled up. Almost enough that she's wondering if he'll bother looking around until after they've taken care of that insatiable thirst that only ever seems to be quenched with rough and hard sex.

Laura hears him and can't help but smile and as soon as she gets to her new updated door and barely unlatches it before she turns again and motions to his face. "Close your eyes," she tells him and waits.