“Then indulge,” he croons, his own fingers teasing David’s belt line.

And he grins at David’s question. “There’s a drawer in the storage piece near the stair.” There are condoms, and also warming oil. They haven’t used it before, but after their restraint adventure went well, he decided it didn’t hurt to pick up something he wanted.

And maybe he’s a little into the idea of a not quite private space.