Vaughn raised his eyebrows. "Then I'll spank you with my hand," he amended, since Mao was grinning and it was all very much happy fun teasing time. Nothing more. "Until you learn your lesson." Vaughn was pretty sure that that would take a long time. And that Mao would possibly insist on it if it was a common punishment bestowed upon him. He was sure there were certain men out there who would find Mao a terrible student in that respect.
He lifted his shoulders in a gentle shrug. "There's nothing bad about being a monster cat, though. Well, in the very least there are worst things you could be." As Mao explained his conundrum with his book, Vaughn couldn't help but smile, bright and rather keen.
"Sweetie, you know we have technology that can help with that, don't you?" he asked. "With the translation, I mean. I can do it on my phone, probably. So yeah, bring it over. We can try and learn all of your secrets."
And he could tell that Mao wasn't particularly losing sleep over it, as easily distracted from the topic as he seemed to be. "I called you hot because you are hot, that's hardly sexy, is it? You've heard that shit a thousand times before. And wanting you to sleep in my bed is only a good come on if it's something that you want, too. Otherwise I just sound desperate," Vaughn grinned, tickling his finger under Mao's chin and then sitting back. "And I know that isn't hot. I'm not stupid enough to hit on you, Ash." Because his friend would enjoy it, and he'd laugh, and Vaughn was just setting himself up for some embarrassment.