The offer of the couch seems to cut Murdoc's line of thought off at it's roots. It seems fairly heavily implied that he isn't wanted in his bed and it would hurt way too much to ask for a sincere answer right now. It's a little saddening and it's a damper on the warmth of his afterglow.

He hums, pressing a kiss back on Dirk's cheek and nestling up against him as best he can. He really doesn't want to be seperated from him right now, so if the couch is as close he can get he'll take it.

"Alright." He presses a kiss to his neck. "I'll be here, then."