Clearly, not enough to frighten him off. Joseph was relieved and gave Rhys a much gentler kiss. Reluctantly, he got up off the settee.
There was blood on the collar of his shirt, but it was in much better condition than Rhys. "I'd say I'm sorry about your shirt," he said as he opened up the small refrigerator. "But I don't think either of us disliked it that much." Putting the container in the warmer, he used the time it was running to further calm down.
"This'll tide you over until later," Joseph said as he brought the cup over to Rhys. "I'd call one of the girls, but they're well into the afterparty and they're all likely ready to climb on a cock. Unless you're interested in trying that?" Joseph was pansexual and never assumed anyone's sexuality just because they'd had sex with him.