"Oh, I'll charge right in alright," Sebastian drawled thickly. His nostrils flared. There was no way he could stand up right now without embarrassing himself. (Although it might be argued in some circles that he had nothing to be embarrassed about.)
"Are you sure you want me to pursue this line of questioning, lieutenant? Because I tell you, I'm very driven, and hard to dissuade once I decide to take on a mission," he said. His eyes roamed Topher's face and upper body, and he had the look of the hunter about him. Yes. Certainly his temperature wasn't the only thing rising.
I will tear that uniform right off of you, boy. Seriously, if you're teasing, I may have to hurt you. Kidding. Mostly, he thought to himself.