[He reaches out to place his palm against Lorenz' cheek. He can see the way the other seems relieved at times when he answered. As though they were worried about being rejected or for him to change his mind.] Don't worry about anything. [He means it. He feels like the other would be more likely to reject something than for him to. There this far in that the only thing he can imagine stopping them is an actual crisis or Lorenz decided he doesn't actually want this.

Because he wants this.

He gets up from Lorenz' lap after placing a quick, chaste kiss to their lips.] I'll get rid of these, but you're also much too dressed for my tastes. Surely you are willing to let me see a bit more? [He asks sweetly and in a way that seems to really offer the other to refuse if they truly don't want to. He unbuttons his pants and pulls the zipper down before letting them pool at his feet. He was already half hard from grinding against the other.]

Mm, I like to be able to feel it the next day. A nice little ache to wake up to is pleasant. [Like a really good workout.]

I haven't really thought about it. I enjoy myself when my partner is enjoying themselves. [He has always had his partner's pleasure in the forefront of his mind that his own desires become somewhat secondary. It just so happens that he really quite enjoys pleasing his partners.]