It's okay! [A kiss to Halsin's lips, quick and light.] Really. It's hot, actually! I think I'm just sensitive from like, I dunno. Being a fish, maybe.

[Iggy wraps his arms back around Halsin's thick neck, kissing him deeply as he starts moving again. His legs flex and relax as he rises and falls, swiftly finding the rhythm he'd lost.

He's just starting to gain that ecstatic high again when he realises his back hurts.

Iggy pulls back just a little, wincing.]

Halsin? Are you, uhm. Doing magic? I only ask because I kinda... did something to my spine a while back. Are you magic-ing it?

[Inky brushstrokes reach up Iggy's lower back now.]