For a moment, Guy didn’t answer, occupied kissing Neil instead. When he eventually broke free, he spoke, but his lips were still touching Neil’s. “Would you like to fuck him, then?” He asked the stranger, eyes on Neil. It was teasing, it was about causing shivers down Neil’s spine and the thrill of anticipation. “Would you like him to fuck you, lovely?” He asked, as he put a hand through Neil’s hair. It was teasing, mostly, but also he wanted to be certain Neil was alright with the proposal.