Obviously.

'Better with your hands than me? What?' He laughs, and pokes the sticking-out tongue. 'I don't think so. Or maybe. If you get to claim superiority with hands, then I'm saying I'm better with my mouth than you.'

So there.

'And baby...' He pulls him close and says, very seriously, '...I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but your blowjobs aren't dirty.'

He kisses him softly.

'They're sweet. And loving. And intimate, and blow my fucking mind because I've never had anythihng feel like that before in my life. So don't change them, please.'

Beat.

'But not dirty.'