Leo couldn't help but laugh. "All right, darling, whatever you say." He was a pretty good judge of when a man was interested in another man, and while it was true Black hadn't given off any particular vibes, Leo just had the instinct that his straightness was all for show. Plenty of posh boys liked to pretend they weren't into cock; they had appearances to keep up or some such bullshit.
"Discretion is something else that's boring," Leo said, taking another step closer. He knew what he was risking, but that's what made it so much fun. "Deviant proclivities are much more interesting in my opinion." Merlin knew he had enough deviant proclivities to fill an entire novel. "Well, a little pain isn't always a bad thing, but I think I'll take your word on her teachings."
He arched a brow, smirk still firmly in place. "Why, thank you ever so much for telling me what I already know," he said mockingly. "I'm a magizoologist. Sometimes the animals I need to study or care for don't want a Wizard quite so close. If this could be modified not to hurt them, it'd make fixing them up a hell of a lot easier." The Manticores especially got touchy when you tried to heal a broken leg.