He felt the smile and almost opened his mouth to ask what was so funny but he didn't really want to talk. His mind was thankfully switching off and his body had done this enough times to go onto auto-pilot. Hopefully the sex would be amazing enough to send him to sleep without any panic attacks or nightmares about his attack.
God, he hoped so.
"Yes you," Dale replied, relaxing underneath Patrick and pulling him closer. He kissed Patrick back almost greedily, the kisses feeling familiar but far more practised than they had done in school. "I'm a Hufflepuff, I think trusting is probably my middle name," He bucked up against Patrick needily, reaching for Patrick's hand and curling it around his own cock. He was already half-hard and had never really been good at waiting for what he wanted. "Patience, however, is not."