He didn't exactly want to admit what he knew was happening. He knew it. He knew he was about to have sex with this man. But he didn't want to say to himself "Cyrus, you are about to let this man have his way with you. Might as well enjoy it."

Instead, he nodded a bit, the motion jerky and hesitant.

"Y-Yeth..." he gasped, watching as Rhys's fingers made easy work of his clothes.

"But...you know I'm athethual."