Kavinsky giggled a little bit, because it was a terrible joke, but he was sort of glad that Cain made it. At least he didn't have to. But he was going to hold onto that, especially for the people who thought they probably weren't dead. All the better to tease them with.

He helped Cain strip out of his suit, humming some amusement as he nuzzled and kissed and nipped at Cain's neck a little bit. It was better than kissing his mouth, because now he could listen to the hitch in his breathing.

He mumbled filthy Bulgarian against his skin, hand coming down to stroke Cain lazily now that he was fully revealed.