Permission. Permission, yes, and it’s not fair yet, but he’ll give this back to him just fine, he knows—anything Ossie wants he’s going to get here. Anything at all, it’s his—

It’s only a little while longer; the muscle over his stomach tightens, Phil plants himself in deep and gives a broken wail so Ossie knows exactly what he’s doing to him as the tension in him finally snaps apart.