"Viktor..." Barcus keeps a hold on Xander's hand but reaches out to the other man, slightly tentative, but seeking to brush his fingers across his cheek. "You have no idea how much I admire you, do you? An absolutely remarkable creator and innovator, how could I not be drawn to the fire in your mind?"

"Like the two of you, I am certainly not about disrupting my relationships with Bel or Ashton," or Dorian and Orym, but those are much looser, bonds of bright affection with no particular boundaries or rules set yet. "But being friends-with-benefits, even for just a night, would mean a great deal to me. To express my admiration and my gratitude."

"Also, forgive me, but I can't help but notice I'm at exactly the right height for certain activities with men your size." He's capable of being cheeky, too, not just sentimental!

The news that Xander is married seems not to surprise him even a little bit. He just smiles wider. "Oh, my parents were a bit like that. It's common among deep gnomes to have marriages with a woman and a man and they both have same-sex lovers on the side. My father was more interested in his work than sex--although he adored my mother, I'm one of eight children--but my mother had plenty of lady-friends. One of them taught me how to cook, actually."