"I'm glad, because one strategic little tug here and it would be all over," he teases as he plucks where the straps of Huaisang's gown meet in the back like a guitar string.

Then Huaisang makes his request and Dirk matches that wicked smile, briefly reaching forward to hug Huaisang's hips to himself from behind, before he finally sweeps him off his feet as instructed.

Carrying his keeper like a princess, Dirk heads upstairs. "Ooo... is it the kind of game you can win, and what is the prize if you do?"