Gerard arches his back into the stroke along his spine, like a cat being petted, just enjoying the sensation of it. There's a line of tattoos along it that gives him the full sensation of touch there, and he's always found the act comforting. Probably because it only ever came from lovers. At Julian's confession of his own past injuries, Gerard brought both hands up to Julian's jaw and pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"Of course. Whatever you need, alright? I think it goes without saying that while I'm not opposed to temperature play I'm not a fan of bringing fire into it," he said with a wry grin. "Also... uh, you probably have a hard no for it anyway given you are a doctor, but medical roleplay is one of the fastest moodkillers I have."

He hadn't even realized it until the city threw it at him and it was like a bucket of ice water straight to the face.