[If Warren pulled a notepad and pen out and started taking notes he'd not be surprised right now with the way he was sitting so rapt with attention.]

Welllll... you're on top of me.

[Yep, we got that. He motions lamely with a hand as he peeks his head up a little.]

Sitting on my cock. Okay not sitting on it, I mean it's inside you. Inside dream Warren? And you, dream Warren, were riding my cock and... fuck Warren, it was so hot-

[Gordon basically whines.]