[Garrett hisses, squirming a little in Steve's tight hold.]

I just fucking gave you proof. I literally healed an injury as proof. You-

[Fuck, Steve's hand is moving up his body, closer and closer to-]

-You can do anything you want and you don't have to worry. If you want me to heal something, I'll do it.

[oh god he can't focus on anything but Steve's touch, the heavy weight of him, the ringing in his head from taking a blow. Fear still pounds in his chest but mingled with the fires of lust.]

I promise. You can hurt me, if you want.

[And despite the danger, he kind of wants it.]