It is a gift. [Zevran insists. There is a velvet fierceness to his voice.] One of the few that is within my power to give, unless you should want use of my other skills, or my body, which you have thus far snubbed. [Zevran adds a note of playful confusion to his voice, as if he cannot understand how Fenris can resist him.

He has a pretty good reason why, really, and he doesn't think it is because Fenris is uninterested in men. Most who are state it outright, and Zevran makes a noise of disappointment and... well, usually continues on in earnest just to annoy the man. But it's different.

While Zevran does not really know how to have a conversation without steering it toward sex occasionally, he's almost been enjoying the fact that Fenris never rises to his bait. And not that he wouldn't love for Fenris to rise to his bait at some point... this is good too. It's almost a relief not to have to perform all the time. Fenris expects little to nothing of him, and Zevran need not give anything he doesn't want.

It makes him want to give as much as he can.]