"You are very sexy." Courfeyrac continues to stroke Combeferre's hair. "Definitely very sexy. Doesn't mean you can't be adorable too. Adorably sexy. And I'm glad that you like the way my pants smell. I try to keep them clean and smelling nice. I like the way you smell, too. And the way your place smells. Lots of good smells to go around."

Including the smell of alcohol, and he looks at the bottle in Combeferre's hand. "Could I have some, or do you want it all? I don't mind if you want it all. Then you can be sexy drunk adorable."