Again, Eggsy is glad that Dorian didn't deign to join him at this stupid expo thing, because...some of these displays sure are fucking something. Some of the stuff he and Jason pass, they just have a good laugh about, because how does anyone take a dildo shaped like a miniature broom seriously? Someone probably does because people are into weird shit, fine, but it's hilarious to him.

The pet stuff...well, that's less hilarious. It probably wouldn't be hilarious even if he hadn't eaten the cookie. But now, it's...well, it's pretty fucking hot. Because of his own experiences at Duplicity, mostly thanks to Dorian treating him less like a person and more like a toy - or, all right, a pet - it doesn't occur to him that he'd want to use one of the pets there waiting. He can more easily imagine himself in their place, naked and blindfolded, at the mercy of whoever was there, no regard for anyone else watching...

"Fuck," he says out loud, because he forgets where he is, that he's with a stranger, that he had literally said fifteen minutes ago that he didn't want to fuck in the middle of a crowd of people.

He glances down to where Jason touches him, tensing as if the touch burned, then back up to Jason's face.

"I think them biscuits might have done somethin' after all," he says. He tries to play it cool but doesn't quite succeed.