//I don't think you could make me do anything I didn't like.// [Darryn answered as he turned the fork, breaking off some cake for himself, closing his eyes briefly as he enjoyed the flavour in his mouth.]

//Its okay. I don't take offence to it. After all, we both know what we're doing, right?// [Gods, Darryn wished he knew what he was doing. He DID know where they stood though... kind of. Just two married men. Sharing cakes.]