[Safe? David raises an eyebrow at that assertion, even as his fingers just barely slip under the top of Billy's pants, sliding along skin that would otherwise be covered. Just the very tips of his fingers stroking over skin as his lips back it up to a nipple and he leaves a kiss just below one.]

I have, Billy. Of course. Which is why I barely ever stuck around near you when fights were over. I had to be doing something else. Get my mind off of you. Because I had, have no right to these feelings.

Tell me to stop Billy. You should tell me to stop.