Enver is smart enough to know that if he allows himself too much preamble, they are both going to lose patience with him. He doesn't know how it will be taken. He might very well be flatly denied with the nature of said denial immediately demonstrated. The Dark Urge could very well laugh in his face that he thought this was an issue at all, or punish the presumption that he might not know or care.
...He could also accept, and in truth, because Enver had almost no experience receiving, and all of it very far away, he had no idea how he, himself, was going to react to any of it. There was no point in putting on a show; he wasn't one to fake that sort of thing and the bhaalist would see artifice for what it was and likely hate it. There was every possibility that without even imminent injury, he would hate it.
But what was he supposed to do with himself if he liked it?
He felt his cheeks burning. Because if he didn't just say it straightforwardly he would never get it out. "To prevent injury that I cannot easily recover from." That could far too easily lead to infection and even kill him if he succumbs to that or bleeds out. A breath. "I need you to use lubricant if you're going to fuck me."
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...He could also accept, and in truth, because Enver had almost no experience receiving, and all of it very far away, he had no idea how he, himself, was going to react to any of it. There was no point in putting on a show; he wasn't one to fake that sort of thing and the bhaalist would see artifice for what it was and likely hate it. There was every possibility that without even imminent injury, he would hate it.
But what was he supposed to do with himself if he liked it?
He felt his cheeks burning. Because if he didn't just say it straightforwardly he would never get it out. "To prevent injury that I cannot easily recover from." That could far too easily lead to infection and even kill him if he succumbs to that or bleeds out. A breath. "I need you to use lubricant if you're going to fuck me."