（ giving this kid the keys to his libido wasn't his worst idea, but goodly fucking christ the way that one simple, blunt statement sweeps through him leaving nothing but a razed fire of lust in its wake is intense. every nerve alight, and when he doesn't speak right away it's because he actually can't. ）

Ah. （ a breath gusts out of him, deliberately steady. ）

Yeah, that's — all right.

（ he disentangles their palms briefly — regretfully — to say: ）

Hold your palm up like this. I'll slap it with the force I'll use just so you're prepared. I'm assuming your tolerance is higher, but I'd rather start slow anyhow — we've got plenty of time to figure things out.