Would it? [ he asks, reluctantly putting down the fork, letting it clink against the plate.

It's one of his many flaws that he hates being jealous himself but loves the idea of Iorveth being jealous. Maybe he likes the confirmation that he's something Iorveth couldn't bear to lose. Maybe he just thinks Iorveth would just look sexy flushed with jealousy. The truth is probably a bit of both.

Unfortunately: ] Ugh, that doesn't help me. You never fly into a fit of jealous rage that culminates in passionate lovemaking.

[ Why isn't Iorveth like his smut romance novels? ]

You'd only get angry with me. [ As he rightfully should. ]