"Gross," was his reply, but it came with a grin. Luckily for him, his shorts weren't plastered to his person by personal juices, so he got to keep them on. He took a moment to admire Dirk's goods, though, smirking crookedly. He slid a hand surreptitiously along the inside of the Strider's thigh, once, before pressing a kiss to the corner of his jaw. It wasn't really an instigation for anything further, in part because Dirk was kind of sticky, but it was still suggestive.