Dave gave his boyfriend a fake pout. "Come on now, you benefit from that little fixation." It wasn't exactly a fixation, but chocolate was comfort food - that, if Dave was honest with himself, was firmly connected to a certain Drug god - and the combination of chocolate and Dylan's skin, well, it was one of Dave's favourite tastes. Tilting his head toward Dylan, shivering just slightly at his boyfriend's words, his lips curled up into an affectionate smirk. "Not disappointed, never. We could get them to go..." But Dave, as horny as Dylan was making him, really did want to stay. Maybe make it through just half their burger before they slid back into their own routine.