He pauses a moment, unsure if he’s misheard in his drunkenness. Benedict’s eyes flick down to look at where his hands have undone Silver’s buttons then back up to Silver’s eyes. And rather than find the idea offensive, he realizes he’s very, very into it.

This is absolutely the thrill that Silver had asked about earlier in the evening. To Benedict, there’s something inexplicably taboo about the thought - even more scandalous than their activities the other night.

“Surely it can’t be so simple as that.”

Benedict’s voice is breathy, betraying his excitement. He tugs down Silver’s trousers to free his cock and presses his tongue to his lip.