[Oh...as Ain takes his hand (his hands are so much softer he's realizing, where his own are calloused and worn), Wolfwood sits up just a little bit on his elbow, his brows lowering and his expression softening.]

'Course it's okay. I wasn't really plannin' on lettin' you go with just a blowjob and a goodnight kiss.

[As if to punctuate that, he brings their joined hands upward, brushing his lips against the backs of his knuckles.]

I wanna give you a better time than the last. And I promise it will be different.