<em>"Oh really now? You need it so badly, hm?"</em>Trenton replied, with that faint smirk still lingering on the Lawyers lips. And..Dante will find it highly difficult, to gauge Trenton's reactions. He was well trained in..hiding and concealing whatever he felt. Such things were often a give away in the Courtroom, after all. And thus, Trenton was a master of hiding his emotions.<br/><br/>He lifted his glass after it was set down to the counter, he offered the tender a faint nod before he lifted the glass to his lips. And his gaze once again drifting towards Marcus and Peter.<em>"Oh yes, I bet you'd love to be the first you damn cocksucker." </em>Trenton said, but it wasn't meant to be an insult. More like in the fashion Eduardo addressed Dante earlier. Slightly sarcastic and maybe even a little snide. Probably on purpose. One has to be a shark, after all, to survive in a pool of sharks.<br/><br/>Trenton took a sip from his drink while he eyed Marcus and Peter, but, eventually, his turned his gaze back towards Dante, with a slow, sultry grin, licking his bottom lip while he lowered his glass. And, yes, he does make a point of looking Dante over, from head to toe. The Lawyers gaze was roaming. Shamelessly so.<em> "But like I know Marcus, he'll just spank the boy's ass. Maybe he leaves the fucking to someone else. There's hope." </em>He said, grinning a broad, shark like grin.<br/><br/>And Trenton didn't seem to mind his half hard cock underneath the pristine white towel, sticking out just a little. But there was no need to be ashamed, not in this place. He reached down, even, to stroke over the clothed shaft for a moment, grunting softly, but he didn't take his gaze from Dante.