"Then you must be a mind reader," Duke bit his lower lip playfully as his hand fell away. Of course less than innocent thoughts were running through his mind, not only because Marek was here with him, alone, but because he'd shown up at all. Duke didn't think he'd come just to turn to him down, but it looked like that was exactly what was happening.
A sound that started out as a groan and finished in a whine left his lips, his head resting down on Marek's shoulder. That was a pretty harmless move, wasn't it? Duke wasn't a bad guy, he wasn't there to try to get Marek to be a bad guy and cheat or anything, but he certainly wouldn't turn him away. Also, he didn't see cuddling or touching as dirty. He could hardly even hang out with anyone without some sort of contact.
"You know I'm not just going to give up," he mumbled, trying to put on his best pouty face.