Razorback Ridge Villain

Rhys wiggled his nose when the other seemed to look at him, proudly showing off himself as if he was being judged by a matchmaker.  He bit his lip. So this was the game he was playing, He liked it rough, much like his attitude. He could dig it. Do I look like ssomeone who can read mindsss? He asked with a slight chuckle. He did not care the other got closer, though it did gave him a better view of his face. Scarred all over, one eye left. Like a pirate! He almost said it out loud, but refrained. He wanted to get on this guy's good side, if he had one. 

Why do you asssk? He hissed, almost seductively so.