If he wants to feel that particular flesh against his, perhaps he should just take his own garments off. As it was David found himself actually blushing a little as the boxers fell in a little pile around his ankles. This, at least, was something he wasn't used to sharing. People may have seen him at various states of dress over the course of his life, but he could count the people who had seen him like this on one hand.

And now a new member (har har) would join that number. One that he cared about the opinions of.

"I'd ask you to be gentle, but I worry you'd think I mean physically, and not in terms of evaluations."

He has no clue what Balthier might expect, what might or might not be common on his world. And so yes, he was nervous to be found unfitting in one manner or another. Truly in some ways he was less confident of them, and perhaps even more shy for the fact that he didn't fit what he knew many would consider a stereotype of his background. Not that he was by any means small. He was just over what might be considered a fitting average in length, though packed a big more girth than most men. In front of another person he might be more confident, knowing that he had skill enough to please anyone, but Balthier...

Balthier was very different in a way. More experienced in some ways than his first lover, less than his second, but possessing of a quiet confidence that made David long for him more than either of those past two. He wanted Balthier to like what he found, or perhaps just not be disappointed.

"I don't know that I've ever been this nervous to be naked before someone in my life," he admitted, his voice shaking just a touch.