"I think it's clear we enjoy... 'intimacy' with each other"

you say, using a carefully chosen euphemism.

"And, you'd like to be 'intimate' more often?" Durga says, turning to face you. You study his face, and whether it's because you're drunk, he's drunk, or both, you can't tell whether he's excited or disappointed.

"I wouldn't be opposed to it," you say, trying to play it cool.

"I wouldn't be against it," he says, mirroring your disposition. You look up at the powerful crime lord, his massive, bloated body would be repulsive to most humanoids. Yet, even with his oozing slime, and even with the incredible power imbalance between the two of you (or perhaps because of it) you've decided to engage in a little fling.

"Just let me know when you're interested," you say, shrugging your shoulders, coolly offering your body to the slimy crimelord.

"How about right now?" His slimy maw glistens with his mucous, and his fat trembles with what you take to be excitement.