"Just don't bite mine." Hartley glanced at the door and smiled, then slowly got up, leaning against the wall again. "Okay. I... I'm clean, you know. You have to make sure to ask that. Or make me wear a condom, but I don't have one. You can trust me though."

That wasn't awkward at all. "I swear I'm better at this, it's just that it's you. Makes me nervous too."

He let out a low chuckle as he undid his belt, arching his eyebrows at Cisco. "I'll have to return the favour. What do you think of that?"