For a moment he doesn’t think the guy has it in him to answer. Wouldn’t blame him, honestly. Not with the weight that comes with a family name like Barton. On the other hand he hasn’t failed to surprise him yet, so the smile on his face broadens when he does speak.

“Yeah?” Lester isn’t usually so chatty during sex, but they’d pretty much skipped over the getting to know each other part of meeting new people. “It suits you too.” he adds, running fingers over one of Francis’ cuts to smear the blood over his stomach.

He decides to give the guy a break and leans in to kiss him while a hand runs over his hip and down into the pants he’s just undone. It’s been a little while since the last time he’s had the chance to do this, so he’s less hesitant than any reasonable person would be. Lester palms at the front of Francis’ pants while he enjoys the view of him for another moment.