Nothing to be sorry for. [ Andyr murmurs, lips pressed against adam's hair, arms squeezing him tight. he hadn't asked for something gentle like this, but andyr can't help himself, wanting to bundle adam up against him and soothe all that's hurt in him.

but he'd asked him, and andyr intends to provide for him, crouching some to hook his arms around adam's hips instead, and then lifting him, so adam's legs can wrap around his waist, carrying him over to the bed he'd just gotten up from.

they settle there, adam in andyr's lap, and he kisses against his cheek a couple more times, before asking, quietly. ] We can do this. It's okay to ask, but I need to know how much is okay. You said biting - how hard? What if there's blood?