Jasaiah had kind of drifted into his own thoughts as he washed every inch of Drake's body, careful with his tender skin though the welts and bruising would fade quickly, especially with his blood in his system. His ears lowered when Drake spoke. "No, you are not easy to love," he said, his voice soft. He cupped Drake's face, tipping it up and back so he could peer into Drake's gorgeous eyes. "But you just submitted to me fully. That takes..." he paused a moment. "An insurmountable amount of strength and trust. That is something, yes?" He gave him a reassuring smile.<br/><br/>It didn't quite reach his eyes. "I am personally glad for the time we have been granted together. However long it takes, whatever it takes." He brushed a damp lock of hair out of Drake's face. "I am not going anywhere." Unless Drake didn't want him in his life, but so far that didn't seem the case, and he didn't see a point in making that thought known. He shifted lower into the water and brought Drake with him, holding him close. If Drake wanted space, he would let him go. "You do not apologize for who you are. I can only hope to further break down the barriers you have put up." He closed his eyes, absolutely and utterly relaxed.