[ Midnighter goes willingly, stepping closer when he's pulled forward. His arms remain at his side, the perfect picture of harmlessness. ]

I could start stripping, or you could order me to. Or, if you want to do the honor yourself... Plenty of options, Billy.

[ But without waiting for an answer, he leans in just a few centimeters away from touching the other man's mouth. He can feel his warm breath and the few rough hairs of Billy's dark beard that connect with his chin and his lips. God he loves a guy with a heavy beard. ]