[Ryou accommodates the position, crawling closer and settling happily across Atem's lap. Once he feels comfortable--probably after nosing Atem's knee simply because the sensation felt nice--he lets out a happy dog sigh as his tail begins to lazily wag.]

Mmm~ Everything feels nice like this. You feel nice...but you always feel nice to me. You...you're home. You're a house that's made for me to live in.

[More nuzzling, more compliments.]

You're good. You're completely perfect, even when you're pointy like this!

[He's kind of lost his train of thought, or rather, shifted to a brand new one that revolves around Atem. If he's not put back on the right track, he'll probably be exactly this romantic the whole time.]