"You sure?" he asked, staring at him. Whilst normally he'd let it go, he knew he'd felt Stephen tense up. It hadn't been some figment of his imagination. "Only you tensed up and I wondered if it was something I said."
He kissed Stephen back. "You're helping me which is a big deal for me," he replied. "And I have no idea if I'm going to even like the Muggle world. It's not... Normal for me. But it's not like I'm going to get another choice any time soon."
He snickered, remembering something Tracey had told him which he'd thought preposterous at the time. "Unless I do decide to marry you so you can whisk me away and we can live happily ever after. Most of the Pureblood women have some variation of that family although ideally their ideal man is doting yet impotent so they don't have to have sex with him. However I do want to have sex with you," He kissed him deeply. "Very much so."