Contact would more than suffice, but getting a view was a delicious bonus. Balthier grins, sliding a hand dangerously close to the protrusion in David's pants. He has never worn boxers himself, thanks, but has gained a new appreciation for them today. And even with his preference for tighter undergarments, it is impossible to deny he's enjoying himself as well. Looking forward, in fact, to David's reaction when they inevitably get out of these pants.

"Well now that you've offered, I don't see how I could say no."

He steps closer to his lover, but not without first sliding his hand down and under David's cock to give his balls a brief squeeze, eyes trained on the other man's face even as a smirk twists on his lips. A menace, always.