Oh, Dimitri. [Claude sighs with fond mock exasperation.] Your lips against my skin like that...who wouldn't find it incredibly enticing? But I'm supposed to behave, aren't I? [He smiles.] A part of me, the part of me that knows you're not ready to take this any further and feels teased, wants to complain...but there's also a part of me that never wants you to stop.

[He knows he has to spell this out rather plainly for Dimitri. The man's too good at being oblivious.]