“Wouldn’t dream.” Kim brushed his fingers downward, stroking Will’s arse, mouth going tantalisingly light. Will was definitely feeling nervy about this, along with the arousal. It felt a bit odd, was all. Intrusive, or intimate, or something. A bit much.

Breathe into it. Will breathed, let Kim explore, and relaxed a tiny bit. The skin Kim stroked felt very sensitive indeed, tingling with anticipation. He could do this.

Kim lifted his head and reached for the Vaseline. “Shall I?”

Will nodded and watched him scoop out a glob, felt his thighs pushed gently wider. Kim’s finger, cool and slippery, nudged at him. He was watching Will’s face. Will straightened out what he only now realised was something like a frown, breathed some more.

“Suppose you tense up for me a moment? Now relax.”

Will obeyed orders, and a slick finger pushed in. Into him, with a pressure that definitely felt intrusive. “Jesus!”

Kim stopped instantly. “All right?”

“Uh. Yes. Just a bit— Go on.”

“If you don’t like it, you’ll say so, yes?”

“Course.”

Kim moved his free hand to Will’s prick, stroking it. Will did his best to concentrate on that as Kim’s other finger made tiny movements inside. It felt like it was inside him, and it was a bloody weird feeling and he didn’t like it. How big was Kim’s finger anyway? He’d always thought they were slim. How the hell did you get a prick up there?

“Will?”

He breathed out. He could do this. “Give us a second.”

Kim paused, then sat back on his heels. “I’m more tempted to give you a hiding. I feel like a doctor doing an unwanted examination.”

“Shit. Sorry. Just getting used to it.”

“No you aren’t. You’re hating this, and I am not going to stick my hand up your arse just so you can say you went through with it.”

Will stared at the ceiling. “I just thought—you know.”

“I don’t know. You thought you might like it and you aren’t, which is fine, but I’m not grasping why you can’t just say so. Look, if this is going to work, it won’t be now. Hold on.”

He eased his finger out. Will couldn’t help exhaling with relief. Kim looked down at him for a second, dark brows drawn together, then came forward to lie next to Will, on his side, head propped on his hand. “What’s going on?”

“Sorry. I’m being stupid.”

“No, you were being pointlessly stubborn.”

“I wasn’t,” Will said, and had to amend that with, “Not pointlessly. Fuck. I just...”

Kim looked entirely baffled. “What?”