"Hmm," Freddie replies, pretending to consider it. It's definitely a game now, he realizes. Because they've already talked about this some, about watching Noah get fucked by someone, about getting off on it. That conversation had happened before Noah's little revelation, but Freddie's not less interested in the idea now.

Noah leans in then, just a bit, before easing back just as quickly, his cheeks still pink. "Never done what?" he asks, still playing along, his hand lightly curled around Noah's wrist. "Solicited sex?"