His words did not satisfy his curiosity, so Charlie chose to ignore them for the most part.They weren't what Charlie wanted to hear.  He was spoiled like that and did not see this part of himself.  One ear tilted off to the side and the other remained straight up as he licked his hands. "No, I probably shouldn't but I am." he stared at the piercings, taking in each one as he responded, not looking at Quins eyes until he finished talking and licking his hands clean.  "You didn't answer my question, though.  Is this how you always spend you free hour? Getting plowed by that giant horse?" Charlie shuddered at the erotic images that replayed in his head. His words were casual, and strangely sincere.  It would be good for his dreams to know.