"Hm." He looked him up and down as he took the glass off him and took a first sip, letting it fill his mouth. Nice. Overpriced, sure, but it tasted expensive as well. Whiskey older than both of them. "I'm versatile when I want to be. But, no. I want to fuck you. I thought that was made clear."

He had his legs further apart right now than was necessary as he leaned against the desk. "My cock isn't going to let either of us down." Obviously, he felt, given he was quite obviously still hard now. "If I was a girl, maybe I'd have higher standards. But I'm a lad in the end and you're enough of a bastard to be worth fucking."