Freddie frowns a little in confusion, as he gently tucks Noah back into his pants and then lifts a hand to his own mouth to lick the come off his fingers.

"Why would that be bad?" he asks, stepping back only far enough to pull up his own jeans. "Just surprising is all given... dunno, you just don't seem like the type, I s'pose. Sorta got the impression it's a relationship you're after."