Raised by a woman that most would call a crime boss, Vex has never known a time in his life where he's had to do without or given up on what he wants. Having a space where he makes the rules, no matter what the law might be, has done nothing to keep him in check. Within those walls, he was free to do anything he wants and it shows in his smile, his ease in molding himself to the taller man.

Letting himself be guided through the crowd, past the bar and the brunt of the noise that surrounds the bar as his hands slide along Klaus' form and curling in his waist. Enjoying the sway of his form, the thrum of the music through them. Grinning at that reaction, loving when he got that look from people. It always makes life so enjoyable to get to play up a life of decadence and money.

Especially when his desires bring himself someone like the man leaning into him, all eager and willing and oh the things that Vex is already thinking about doing to him.

"That depends on if you're looking for a chemical high or an endorphin high?" Vex asks, now taking the time to guide them, moving his step easily towards the back of the room and the door to his office just besides the door to the dungeons. "Though you don't have to choose. Whatever I can do for the guest, after all."