He'd really, really prefer Zerxus bothered -even hot and bothered- to whatever the hell this lazy, sexy, confident bullshit is.

...because it's confusing.

His eyes darken and very breifly flare red, then their clothes are just gone and he's dragging the nails of both hands down from Zerxus' collarbone to his hips. Just very, barely, breaking skin and drawing blood.