"Of course you will, darling. But I'm here to try and soothe some of that hurt for you."

Balthazar wanted to do as much as he could to try and keep his lover's mind off the stinging wound to his thigh. Yes, it would take time but the angel would be by his side to assist with the healing. Mother Hen or not, he cared.

"Ooh, I can't wait."

Nuzzling into the fabric a little more, he gently slid two sets of fingers into the waistband of the silk boy shorts, pulling them down carefully, mindful of Jack's freshly bandaged thigh. Once they were down to his ankles, Balthazar freed him of them and began lapping up at his lover's large endowment. Goodness, he could never get over just how big Jack really was.