Kavinsky grinned cheekily. It was, actually, something he'd said to guys picking him up before that thought taking him to a fancy place would make the situation less reprehensible. But he didn't say that, because Jack didn't think this was reprehensible.

They got into the elevator, and Kavinsky leaned against the wall until Jack had put in for the floor and they started up. Then, he tucked his thumbs into the waist of his jeans and dragged them down slowly, grinning, watching Peter.

"Should I start out on my knees in here, baby?"