Dom was tempted to go out and see if he could pick up men like this. Very tempted in a "should-I-shouldn't-I" way, in a very "no-one-would-know" fashion.
Dom stuck out his tongue. He didn't even need to look at Pietro to know he was laughing at him. "Laugh it up, asshole," Dom said. His voice was so...high. Ugh.
Dominic went to the kitchen and sat up on the counter, took the wallet closest to him and checked to see if it was his. "Do you know where Wanda is?" Dom asked absently, then shook his head. "Anyway, I think I'm going to go out. I hate heels and I'm going to get a beer."
Even female, his mind was nearly always on one thing: alcohol. Or rather, two things :alcohol and sex/sexual things. And he was planning on trying out the second thing once he got a beer or two down. He wouldn't sleep with them, of course. He couldn't do that to Wanda. He didn't really thing Pietro gave a rat's ass about him, unless he hurt Wanda. But it was just an experiment. Mild curiosity.