"God, you're nosy, aren' you?" Faelan asked, slopping beer over himself as he got a little too eager with his next sips. Wiping his lips with the back of his hand, he said, "But if you have'n had sex with a girl, you really need to." He couldn't help but grin as he said it, remembering how exquisite Padma had felt wrapped around him. "I should'n tell you this, but she was unbeliedeble. Amazing. Perfect. I would recommen' it if I didn' think she'd throw me over in a second for a chance wi'the great Harry Potter."
With a teasing scowl, he gulped more beer and plunked his glass down on the table. "Who wouldn'? But y'know...I don' know." He frowned. "I don' think I ever had sex with a bloke I actually cared 'bout, not the way I care 'bout her. So I dunno. Maybe tha' would make it different."
He thought about that. He wasn't sure he liked the idea of having to choose.