Common ground, eh? So it's a bit more than metaphorical here.

[He allows himself to be pulled in further, body flush against Barnabas' monstrous, though admittedly very cute, form.]

So, what I'm hearing is- That you'd like some peace, and you've got a peace offering right under my boots and your- paws. Pardon me.

[He bites he inside of his cheek.]

Well... How could I say no to that? [He swallows thickly at the concept of "something more".]

Do you still have a bed?