It wasn't that Alcuin was particularly inhibited during sex, but the potential within him for dirty talk was something that came out a bit easier with the aid of drink.

He liked the sound of that growl, and he sighed, moving more against his lap and kissing his neck before murmuring against his skin, "I could keep doing this. I could also... slide down to my knees... do you like me on my knees, my love? All manner of things I could do in that position..."