That sigh leaves him feeling relieved that he’s steered this back to safer skies. And maybe he owes David this truth too.

“I am glad to hear it. I have been rejected for that mouth.” Many times. And many of them not understanding why. So he learned to be charming and private and hide the genuine parts. He had had to do that at home too; it wasn’t hard to extend it.

Those arms are there pulling him back and he’s sighing happily against David. And incredibly distracted by their fully naked bodies pressing together.

“No apologies,” he whispers. “And no punishing yourself for not being perfect. I want a man, not a god.” Honestly he couldn’t take someone who was perfect. It would be too intimidating, too rigid. “I want you, David. I’ve wanted you since I met you and that desire has only grown.”