Benedict finds that he can’t even make a sound, voice catching in his throat at the initial push. His own brow furrows, too, though less in a pleasured way. His initial reaction is to reject what’s happening (oh God, is this what it’s like for women?), but Silver’s lips are hot on his own and the man’s voice is low and reassuring.

And, surely, it must feel pleasant eventually.

So Benedict nods, too hesitant to shift his body in case of causing unwanted discomfort. Perhaps the most surprising part of it all is how badly Benedict finds he still wants it. He swallows and nods again, with more conviction.

“A bit easier said than done,” he says once he remembers how to speak.