[ Every time the comas happen he fears they won't come back, even if he hasn't seen it often. Most wake up. He just doesn't want to think about life without Chris. ]

You're always hot but the badass in you is sexy as hell.

[ Groaning at that heat and teasing against his finger, especially when those words follow and he shifts. His body reacting to the words as he draws a sharp breath, his heart racing. ]

I think that's the best idea I've heard all day.

[He leans in, whispering softly, his voice rough with desire. ] Use me, Chris. I'm yours, after all. Make me beg for more until I'm a whimpering mess.