With every dizzy turn

He changed his mind and whispered in a quieter voice, "I don't want to hurt you."

I do. Butcher hesitated, slicking his fingers with his own saliva before spreading Mikey's legs slightly wider. He pressed them to his lover's entrance, carefully healing the tight ring of muscle first.

Butcher gasped at the state of Mikey's insides and decided to heal the damage before anything. He gently prepared Mikey, healing what Ryland tore.

Butcher slowly inserted a second finger so he could have more surface area of his own skin to heal with.

I wonder if I could heal with my... Butcher blushed at the absurdity of his thought and concentrated on healing his lover.

Butcher leaned forward to kiss Mikey's neck as he finger fucked him. He felt himself inside the smaller Avian, knitting together muscle and flesh, and exploring a little to course through Mikey's veins to search for problems.

Butcher smiled back, panting slightly.

Butcher's cheeks flushed slightly red. He would have put a hand to the place Mikey kissed if he had one free just to hold the warmth there.

Butcher squeaked then frowned he had made because Mikey had brushed against his erection. He could feel pressure building up in his lower body and he'd barely even touched himself. He wondered if it had to do something with the way he healed.

Butcher gasped a breath when he caught the expression on Mikey's face. He'd never seen the other avian's eyes look quite like that. I need to go to the store to buy us some condoms. Unless there are some around here somewhere...

Butcher went over the rooms he'd been inside in his head and tried to figure out where what he wanted might be hidden.

Mikey wouldn't know. Butcher bit his bottom lip. I don't want to chance getting him pregnant right now.