[Oh, he feels it. Would've been surprised if he didn't feel it by now. It sends a heat down his chest, into the pit of his stomach, that kind of proud arousal that he feels whenever someone wants him badly enough to push this hard.]

Yes, very much so. [He glances between Victor's lips and his eyes, their mouths close enough to brush together with every word.] Did you hit your head on something when you got back here, I wonder...? You must have, to think it's okay to force yourself on me in public...