"I just got out of a sweaty club, of course I taste salty." Good. That was happening. Hartley rolled his eyes and tried to think of literally anything else but how close Cisco was. How he was talking about wanting him in a very adorable way. Still, he found himself petting his hair. What, he couldn't resist everything. "I wouldn't kiss anyone as drunk as you're right now. You'd probably want to call the cops on me tomorrow." Not really something he fancied. "Much as I like playing with handcuffs, that's not a good consequence to a night out.

Hartley took another steadying breath that didn't help at all and chuckled. "I'm not that handsome, Cisco, you're just really horny. You don't like me, just keep that in mind. Even if I am..." Fine, he couldn't resist. Turning his head he lowered his voice. "...an excellent cocksucker."