"Oh! You aren't going to try to fuck me smelling like a dirty bar?" Mikkel couldn't help teasing Sigurd now.

"Are you going to try and argue that you aren't a Dirty Daddy?" His legs were on full display in the shirt shorts he was wearing. That pinch got a cry from its unexpectedness. "You can't keep your hand off my ass. Can you?"

He's being snotty but it's flirtatious for the moment.