He takes a smooth step back as Jon stands, maintaining contact with his hand at his neck, as it is less than ten feet to a wide black couch with a tall back set against the wall. Jean-Claude's personal side of the residence under the Circus is not made for public entertaining, and the room is small, the couch comfortable, and the light low.

Stepping backwards, he draws Jon along with him almost in a dance until they stop in front of the couch. The delicious crackle of arousal is familiar to him, an old partner Jean-Claude could not divorce if he tried, and he licks his lips as he watches him, still savoring the aftertaste.

"I will restrain myself, but you need not. Anything you wish to do to me, or with me, I will indulge."

This is a bold claim to make, but Jean-Claude knows how this goes -- if he wants to earn some trust, some vulnerability, he must give some of his own. He has more cards to lay down here, so he will go first. And he does not truly think Jon would request anything he wouldn't like. He's a good judge of character, or he wouldn't be so attracted to him in the first place. Plus, he knows by now how inquisitive Jon is, and thinks this might be the right tactic.