Creedy's hands instantly rose to start undressing, but he stopped them, placing them both bag down on the ragged bed and leaning back a bit. An open gesture as he watched Quinn, returning the smirk with an earnestly hopeful and excited look.

They could take their time with this. Just this once, maybe they could really take time to themselves for more than a few quick and dirty moments of pleasure and closeness. It was a notion of an entirely new level of intimacy to an act Creedy had never suspected they would get much of a chance to do so.

"You discovered it. Only fair for you to have the first go." He pulled his lower lip between his teeth a moment, worrying one of the chapped scars before sliding forward again, hands slipping under his shirt.

A strange thrill of excitement filled him. What would it be like, to just this once not have to rush through things with that bite of pain and friction lessened, take their time and really feel it?

"I'm all yours, mate."

And those words were far heavier than he had intended them to be, but it felt just a bit like they had some great secret with this. Like they were doing something wrong in proposing to share this between each other.