Riddler kisses Oswald with all the want and heat he's feeling. He grasps the back of his neck and kisses him like he might be able to convey even a fraction of how much he wants Oswald if he kisses him just right.

As he breaks it, slow and lingering, he leans on his elbow and catches Oswald's hand with his free one, guiding it carefully to between his own legs, biting his lips to bite back a moan when he encourages oswald to just feel, briefly. "Does that feel like pity?"