He laughed and nipped at Patrick's neck, playfully punishing him for the comment. "Not all of us are young and irresistible anymore. We have to actually work at getting fucked." It wasn't completely true, he knew he was hot and could get laid if he wanted, but most days it was just easiest to go home after working sixteen hours.
His hands tightened on Patrick's waist, pulling him closer. His body reacted instantly to the friction, and he realized just how long it'd been since he'd been laid. "You'll have to remind me then," he said, kissing up to Patrick's ear. "Oh? Which one?" He didn't particularly want to talk about work, but he was interested to know what it was Patrick wanted.