Caregiver Quandary: The Night I Pushed It Too Far (Or Did I?)

So yeah, I'm a trans guy in my mid-20s and have been caregiving for a friend, Alex. I’ve never had much of a “Daddy” or similar label for the dynamic, we’re just there for each other. But over time, it naturally morphed into something where I took on more responsibility, and Alex was okay with being more dependent in return. Kinda felt like we were playing out an unspoken script about me taking care of him when he needed a break from adult stuff. Anyway, last week was particularly rough for Alex. He'd had some major stress at work and just wanted to chill, so I stepped up the care level quite a bit, cooking his meals, helping him with hygiene... You know, all that good stuff but amped up a few notches. And yeah, we ended up in bed more than once as part of the unwind process. Not complaining, it was mutual and awesome. But here’s where it got weird. So one night, I got this crazy idea to add some light roleplay elements into our care routine. It wasn’t a big leap from what we were already doing, but still... kind of took me by surprise when the vibe shifted towards something more intense than usual. And you know how sometimes, it's hard to set boundaries in the moment? Well, Alex really leaned into it and pushed back some limits I didn't even know existed until that night. One moment, we were just goofing off with a little playful banter about being daddy’s boy (though nobody calls us that). Next thing you know, things got quite explicit, I mean, very, very physical in ways that were entirely consensual but way more intense than usual. There was some light bondage and lots of rough petting to the point where it felt less like cuddling and more... primal. Afterward, Alex looked a little shocked but also really good. And I was left wondering if this sudden shift meant something deeper for him, or whether he just needed an escape from real-world stress. We didn't talk much about it afterward, mostly because neither of us wanted to break the spell by asking too many questions right then. So here's my question: Am I the asshole for pushing things further than we'd ever gone before? Or am I just someone who knows how to read a situation and give his friend exactly what he needs when it’s not explicitly asked for? P.S. - Did you know that when you're really in the flow of something, time can stretch out like it's made of rubber? It’s nuts how different your perception becomes in those moments.