"None of us are allowed to die," he repeats quietly, half out of thought, half out of trying to believe that.

Delilah would see him dead before anyone else would.

But he couldn't think too much on that right now. Not when Kell was on his knees between his legs looking at him like that, peppering his body with kisses that made him actually consider staying on this damn ship forever.

"...someone has an appetite."