[He can't hide how pleased he is at Chilton's flustered, blushing reaction. The man never really draws back, never tells him to stop, always leads him forward with the smallest breadcrumbs. But so long as he senses invitation, he pursues. His eyes flick down to note that crossed leg, but beyond that moment, he doesn't break gaze with Chilton. He looks thoughtful for a moment.]

I've never thought of it that way, but you're right. Of course, the lines do blur between exploitation and indulgence.

[Dorian and his narcissism, Elsa and her blood magic... Of course, he was not so combative about it with everyone as he was with Chilton. But then, they didn't need much coaxing to indulge with him.]

Tell me. Do you like being exploited? I think you like it.