"You know what I mean," Jaime took to tracing his fingers along neck and shoulder muscles, eyes going half-lidded as the scarab continued to hum happily, "First names aren't much to go on." If he were pushing things, he wasn't aware of it.

Jaime looked up with a smug grin, "The scarab isn't exactly something I normally share on first meeting--"

//Not on purpose anyway//

"Your turn: if it's not aliens, what makes you weird enough to not run for the hills at sight of a horny alien bug? As far as Khaji can tell, you're a normal human." The alien dreamily spoke something into Jaime's mind, "Hah, right--normal besides the superhuman sexual prowess."