"Shhh, shh. I got you." He drops a kiss to David's shoulder as he rubs a little to open him up. Slowly crooks his finger to slide in. It's gentle- as gentle as he can make it since so much of their time together had been anything but. They'd been cold. They'd been unkind. They'd been cut and blown up and bruised and a map of it is written on each other's skin.

But this? This doesn't have to hurt.