"That's the thing, though. You don't have to flirt. Hell, most days smelling you on my pillow's enough." He went a little blushy, but continued his movements, leaning down to kiss Cass' shoulders and gently bite the skin. "I won't, but there's no sense in hurting you. Then we can't do anything later, either." He was gentle as he scissored his fingers, carefully going in and out and gauging by the tension in Cass' muscles how ready he was.