[Ikenna's reaction is much more frantic than Kailas had expected. He blinks in surprise, before that apologetic smile begins to resurface, spreading further across his face. He might not understand it, but he can respect Ikenna's desire to use protection.] We'll do better next time. [he reassures softly.] For now... let me take care of it. [Kailas leans in, resting a gentle kiss against Ikenna's forehead. Without waiting for a response, he begins to get to work, the cool washcloth working along Ikenna's inner thigh first.] I'll be quick....