As you wish. [ There's a soft look in his eyes as he mutely nods to Dodger's response. The touch being so gentle is surprising, but not unwelcome as Viktor watches. One of his metallic hands comes up to almost stop Dodger before he's even begun, but his fingers only twitch slightly before his hand rests against the arm of the chair again. ] Before we begin. You need not push yourself for me. If it is...too unpleasant to look at, I do understand.

[ After all, this body is also one he struggles to come to terms with himself. ]

In instances like these, both parties should be enjoying themselves, yes? It would devalue the meaning if only one of us is to enjoy ourselves.

[ On good days, Viktor can tolerate his strange metallic flesh and allow himself to go practically nude beneath the robe he clings to like a second skin. On other bad days, he can't even bear the thought of looking at himself in the mirror sometimes. Today is a good day, and so beneath the robe is a simple pair of undergarments and nothing else. He straightens ever so slightly with the touch, dulled as it is, it feels mostly like being underwater and encased in a bubble. Viktor spreads his legs a bit more to allow Dodger better access. ] You can also be a bit rough, if you'd like.

[ His body is more than sturdy enough to handle it. ]