The nip sent a shiver through Justin's body, and he was severely tempted to just try and take the other man there and then. He still might.
"I think I've something a mite more delicious than that, if you'd like a taste," he replied, sliding the nipped finger sultrily along the man's jaw, down his shirt, toward where it met trousers. "Perhaps you'd like to head back to mine, for a personal taste test?"