"Versatile for sure," He took a sip before continuing, "I chase more than just men, and well, I enjoy giving pleasure, almost more than receiving it. Even when bottoming I've been told I can act a bit dominant in the bedroom." He took another swig of the drink as he closed his eyes and listened to the storm outside. The rain, he could hear it even with the windows closed, but he enjoyed it. It was relaxing, put his mind a bit more at ease, the swirling thoughts of 'Is he interested or is he not' were quieted by the rainfall. Maybe relaxed him a bit too far, he had nearly fallen asleep when he had heard his phone vibrate in his pants pocket on the floor. 'Text from Unknown number' chimed from it in the robotic bixby voice, and a quick breathe of air left his nostrils, almost as if he knew who it was, and didn't seem pleased, and yet also not bothered. He didn't get his phone as he decided he could answer it later as he didn't want to be rude to his host.
"Is it easy to take photographs of rainstorms?" He asked almost in a dream-like tone. He had finished off his glass after he asked. He set it down carefully on the table next to the chair he sat in, using his other hand to locate the table first. The lines looked more like floating waves rather than anything tangible, they were as useful as him not even having them at this point.
"Not like photographs do much for me, but the rain is always something I found calming. To be fair however, my concept of what photographs are, is simple at best. Just a still image of something you want to remember. Like the seeing version of what music is. At least it is an easier concept to describe compared to what a color is, or what light and dark is." He rambled a little, it was a surefire sign that he was drunk. He would remember this in the morning, but he was at a point where he enjoyed the floatiness that the buzz gave him. The hobbies listed all sounded great, even he enjoyed reading up on demonology, but he also enjoyed reading up on most things. Alcohol and fucking just kind of went hand and hand, and he respected that, as that's something he just partakes in himself. He figured it would be more fun to ask about the hobby that he could never partake in, or at least not as someone taking the photo anyway. He was more interested in the things that were harder for him to understand.