Trenton couldn't help but smirk, rather nastily so, when Dante told him that he doesn't bottom.<em> "Ah, I see. So much of a macho, huh?" </em>He chuckled lowly and he really didn't seem to mind the hand still on his hard cock. It was quite nice. The Lawyer let his gaze stray while he spoke, his eyes slowly wandering over all the other men in the bath, either sitting along, chatting, making out. And then his gaze fell upon Marcus and young Peter again, and Trenton smirked softly.<br/><br/><em>"Then again, I bet you never got sucked off real good, either. All those little boys. Cocksuckers with no real skill."</em>He snorted softly and then he smirked, a purely cocky smirk once he turned his head back towards Dante.<br/><br/>Dante was right. It was quite difficult to hold back. Trenton had that idea of pushing Dante over the bar and shove his cock up the cocky assholes...well, asshole. The thought made him smirk, even after he got pushed away a bit.<em>"You need it so fucking badly, you asshole. Come on, show me what you've got."</em>Trenton said, in a purely teasing manner.<em>"Time to prove that you're not just words, buddy."</em><br/><br/><em>"I would suggest.. the Dungeon." </em>Trenton glanced down the way, towards the back of the huge room. He knew the location of the dungeon, and he knew that it was empty, right now. But maybe Marcus and his new prey will stumble upon them later on. This..would be fun, indeed. Especially if he thought about Peter's look, when he would stumble into two guys, getting it on.<br/><br/>Trenton glanced back over a shoulder, with a wink for Dante and a rather long, pointed look to the other man's bulge, before the Lawyer started to meander away, with a huge grin on his lips.