Isn't the typical answer to that four walls and a fireplace? But Rama is still burning hot, and he doesn't seem opposed to the idea of capitalizing on the rush by doing something untoward out in the open like this. There isn't a soul around, and their home is fair distance away, and the more that he thinks about it the more he'd really like to have him now.

He grabs Ram's leg and hitches it up over his hip, fitting them together nice and snugly as he presses most of his weight against Ram, and Ram in turn against the tree behind him. "I see, you would have been fine up in the tree after all."