"You have some queer tastes, my friend." Miles was now looking at the bottom of an empty glass, and trying not to think of what the fuck he was thinking.
If Montague ever found out... fuck. And Cass? Well fuck, he already had more secrets from Cass than anyone else, what the fuck was one more?
"Sod off, you bastard," he retorted, already seeing the smirk on Higgs' face.
The words that came out of Higgs' mouth, and the long pause before and after, and the way that he was watching him... "You are so full of shit sometimes, Higgs." He shook his head as he decided to forego the glass and took a swig straight from the bottle.
He leaned in close. "You want me bad, and you know I'm going to give it to you, and you'll fucking enjoy yourself."