But I—forgive me. I have to know." Nicholas swallowed hard. It was humiliating. But he was a scientist, trained to observe and question everything. "Will you bugger me?"
Ban's laugh sounded genuine. "The Devil take you for French baggage! Do you realize Martha asked me the very same question, or near as makes no difference? See what your influence has wrought. Tell me, Nicky, have you ever enjoyed even a thimbleful of diversion before opening your accursed mouth?"
"But I have to know," Nicholas repeated earnestly. "How shall I prepare myself? What if I scream? What if I shit?"
"What if I dash your brains out? In a no doubt useless bid for peace," Ban countered, dark eyes snapping with amusement. "God's teeth. To the stairs. At once!

Autor: T. Baggins