"Ah, but your ass inspires such grandiose things," he smirks, leaning in close until he's able to just barely brush his lips over the shell of Mattheiu's ear. "And such naughty, naughty thoughts in me. I have to say, you look absolutely wonderful in these pants. I've been watching."

And just like that he's pulling back as if he hasn't just whispered filthy nothings into his reaper's ear. Instead he's flashing a charming smile at the man, eyes sparkling with mischief.