[A pleased hum escapes him, and he leans a bit into the hand that's in his hair, as if to encourage Aymeric to hold on as tight as he'd like.

The cautious word of his injuries gives Haurchefant a pause, then he gazes up at Aymeric before kissing his chest sweetly.]

I shall have all the care for you as I am able. Tell me if I harm you, and I will stop.[More coyly, he adds:] Some pain mingled with intimacy can be all the more pleasing, but I think in this regard I prefer to have you nothing but cared for in the most gentlest of ways.

[Another day, if Aymeric were to ever desire it. And oh, how Haurchefant would be all the gladder to join him.

For now, he goes by his word as he is careful with his lover. As excited as he is to join with Aymeric, he will remain cautious. His tongue draws out slowly, circling around the nipple in front of him, his breath hotly sighing against the other man. Fingertips drag down lightly, his touch featherlight across Aymeric's belly before lightly squeezing his hip, his thumb rolling over the skin there.

If he must torture Aymeric with kindness, so he shall.]