I understand.

（ he does, and he's explained why. he doesn't need to justify it now — he just leans between sasuke's legs, and kisses him very gently. ）

You've made incredible progress, and you are really not doing anything wrong. Trauma is the thief of joy — and sometimes what it steals is the joy in your own self. （ honestly, it's touching enough that he's kept trying. cy nuzzles at his cheek, presses his mouth to sasuke's throat over the collar. ） For now, let's try this.

（ one hand braces himself on the frame of the bed, and the other reaches between them and curls atop sasuke's hand. not trying to entirely take over for him, just — guiding him. as sasuke's fingers dip against his hole, cy is the one that gently pushes them inside and works at the back of his hand, his wrist in the thrust. almost like he's using sasuke's hand as the stand-in for a dildo, fucking into him slow. ）

You were so gentle with me, t'che verai. Tell me why you don't think you deserve that, too.

（ he knows why. but he wants sasuke to articulate it so they can face it, and tear it down. ）