"So..You don't need sex to keep you happy, just me?" He raised a brow at that. "Do you want me to suck you off? Sort of hard to be thinking of anyone else, I'd think, with a dick in your mouth."

He shrugged a little, though, as Avery suggested he pitch. "You'd just be a little bitch? Well, at least the role is fitting. You are a little bitch." He mused, before rolling his eyes a little. "Maybe I do need you to persuade me, instead of thinking I'm just a little slut like you."

He frowned though, as Avery stole his sunglasses back though. He wasn't ready to give those back. "You wouldn't be able to read it, though. It's all in French. I'd have to translate it for you, and why would I want to do that?"

"What turns you on?" He asked, eyes narrowing a little as he run a finger across the skin of one of Avery's arms.