"It's ok, cher, nothing is going to harm you." There being a world of difference between 'hurt' and 'harm', of course. Hurt can be good, especially for Nathaniel.

"Do not fear, mon chat," he intones solemnly, kneeling astride Nathaniel, rubbing his thumb over Nathaniel's left nipple, leaning down to kiss Nathaniel, distracting him, soothing him.