"Depends on how distracted you are, I suppose," Philip answers, looking amused as Freddie tugs at his shirt. Not all that long ago, he'd looked a little nervous, as if he might be entirely rethinking the decision to be involved with Philip at all, but whatever that was, it seems to be gone.

At least for now. Perhaps he'll consider what he's just seen down the line and change his mind again, but Philip is happy enough to live in the now.

"I wouldn't, given that I'm neither old or gay," he says with a smirk. It's not a denial of who he is, but he simply isn't gay, the sort to enjoy women just as enthusiastically as he does men. "I do know I enjoy looking at you and fuck what anyone else likes, to be quite honest."