"You're evil," he hissed before returning his conversation to the phone. "NO! I mean... no, don't send Alfred. I'm fine. Just a bit... cold? Nnngh. Yeah, cold. There's plenty of--SPARE ROOM!" It was always a challenge to hold back an orgasm. Not devoting his attention to it was making it far more of a challenge. "No, don't put Alfred on the phone, don't put Alfred on the--hi, Alfred."
Dick took a deep breath and powered through the conversation, as quickly as he could. "Yes-Alfred-I-will-be-fine-and-I-have-a-spare-set-of-clothes-and-a-toothbrush-thank-you-Alfred."
He hung up the phone and tangled a hand in Kory's hair. "You're evil," he repeated.