Your standards must have been lowered considerably then in our time apart.

[ Kleken's response is no less biting, choked as it is due to someone's over eagerness to abuse his throat in less than fun ways. Not that he expects any of the ways that Minos would abuse his throat to be fun, but there are at least a few that he'd consider more fun than this. ]

[ But of course the man is intent on ruining his body, Kleken's teeth nearly gritted at the pain that drags down his front. He hates that some part of him likes the burning sting of Minos' nails- claws?- against his front and he rather hopes they don't leave a mark so he wouldn't have to face that particular thought later. Let their rationality-less encounters remain in this strange dream-like state and not haunt him outside of here. ]

[ The look Minos is giving him though is absolutely going to haunt some of his dirtier dreams though and he's going to hate that in the future. The sharp business-prowling-perfect smile tinged with interest that he gives in response is testament to that. ]

I wonder if there's anything you could really teach me.