They make it to the foot of the bed with their shirts on the floor, trading kisses, with their body's pressed tight together and Cobb just... can't. He can't.

He feels the tension in Fenris' back and shoulders. He feels his own conflict, torn between old hurt and stupid pride, none of which really adds up to what it should. That spark between them, the heat they usually find so easily isn't there.

"Dank farrick," Cobb curses as he pulls his mouth away and turns his head. Damn it. He sooths his hands down Fenris' arms before he steps back.

"This ain't..." He rubs a hand over his mouth. "Don't think I'm good for this tonight."

And somehow that makes him feel like he's let Fenris down. That he's not enough for him either. Yeah, his head ain't in the right place at all. "Interrupt your evenin' and I can't even... I'll get out of your way."

What else is he supposed to do?