[ Jim is a little surprised by the kiss. A little puzzled too, it feels too much like a distraction, but he lets that thought go for now. ]

Fairly. Honestly.

[ No one likes being lied to, do they? He also liked to be treated gently, but that's in a different context. Don isn't being particularly gentle right now, granted, but he doesn't mind that, though he still does gasp at the hand snaking lower to cup him over his trousers. ]

Don-- stop. Okay, hold on, stop. [ He reaches down to catch Don's wrists, stopping them halfway towards the bedroom. ] Are you... feeling alright? Look, I'll have sex with you if that's what you want, but...

[ Something just feels off, and he's worried. ] Did something happen?