Yeah, man. I'm okay. It's not that... it's not too much.

[he doesn't want to stop and he doesn't want to give Dick the wrong idea and make him think that he does. his own cheeks are flushed and flustered, his hands on Dick's chest moving up and down just slightly as he looks down for a moment, then back at Dick's face.]

It's just that I.

Fuck.

[he lets out a small laugh, then rolls his eyes at himself.]

I don't wanna rush this. I wanna go slow. I like it slow. Is that okay?