In truth, he’d had his suspicions, and if nothing else it’s good to know Fenris is an honest partner— prone to speak up when he needs to.

So when the silk’s tossed away, he simply smiles. Keeps his hands perched just across Fenris’ shoulders, easing him back into comfort, however long it takes.

“A compromise, then.” Spoken easily, profile set to nosing at the rise of Fenris’ cheek. The scent of lilac and leather oil clinging to the air from that closeness.

“Shut your eyes. Keep them closed.”