Asterion couldn't help but let his eyes close at the feeling of Orpheus' touch along his spine, and he fought the urge to reach out, to pull him closer. Yet despite the fact that he wanted to, he was still terrified, still fighting to find a foothold among all of the confusion in his mind, and his arms stayed curled beneath him.
And then his lover spoke, and Asterions heartbeat quickened again, and he nodded against the pillow. "Ok," he replied, and it was a nudging...it said 'keep going' though he didn't want to sound too eager....or too scared. "What was different, then?"