[It has become so familiar, the way Cy's body fits against him, the vibration of voice when they're pressed close together like this. The hand in his hair is soothing — his eyes close halfway.]

I'm not interested in Tseng because there's something from you I'm not getting. You're all I need. I told him that you're my dominant, and he knows about our relationship. So — your comfort is the most important thing to me. And if we need to discuss terms again, we can.

[He knows how he would feel if Cy was regularly practicing BDSM with someone else. Handling knives — that jealousy, in particular, well-studied by now.]

I only know how to communicate this way because of you. [A gentle nudge of his head against Cy's.] Anything with pain is off the table right now. I want you there for that. [Not even because Cy first asked for it; he genuinely doesn't know how he'll react to someone that isn't Cy.]

Have you met a man named Embry Moore?