As unfortunate as that is for me. [Sadly, some things are just not possible while still being close. His attention remains focused entirely on him, breath catching in his throat for a brief moment with just the lack of contact doing that much to him. It's ridiculous, perhaps, but he already knows just how in over his head he is for this man and already has come to terms with it.

One hand moves to caress his cheek again before he leans down to pepper a few kisses along his jaw to finally giving him a proper one. Only for but a moment before he's pulling back again, looking far too pleased with himself.]

All I ask is that you don't hold anything back from me, whether it be noise or complaint. [He could not be cheesier if he tried, truly. Nor does he waste more time as he takes the bottle to slick his fingers and gingerly press a fingertip against him, to make sure that he exercises patience.]

Or if you wish to call me a fool for treating you like some blushing virgin, whichever you'd prefer. [Never a serious moment.]