[Yet again, Clive is reminded a little of Barnabas at the intensity of Sleipnir's gaze. His was different, though. Curious and explorative. Barnabas always felt like he was boring straight into Clive's soul. Sleipnir's searched for it, no less intense, but more looking for cracks to slide through to get to what was underneath.

A smile quirks the corners of his mouth. The thoughtful sounds the other man was making were surprisingly cute. He finds he is a little sad when they get cut off abruptly.]

Sex hasn't been high on my list of priorities as of late so people haven't exactly been given the chance to try.

[Clive let's himself bask in the attention for a quick second before taking Sleipnir's hand lightly in his.]

Flattering though the offer is, I'll have to pass tonight.