[ It's such a simple thing, the touch of another's tongue, warm and slick on his thumb as it had been against his cock. Why does it feel so good? So filthy, and so alluring at the same time? He simply must know more. Yes, there is an aspect of research to why he is still here, to why he entertains the possibility of more in the future.

But there isn't all there is to it. The way the Kaeya's eye captures the light and shows him colors and shapes he's never seen, the way the gentle roll of his voice feels good in his ears - is this what attraction is? Or is it...something different?

The answer to all his questions can surely be attained if he just learns more. Experiences more.

Cheeks flushing warm, he turns his face against Kaeya's palm when he tucks back his hair, the warmth of his skin irresistible. ]

I'm glad. My only fear was my inexperience, before we set foot here.

[ But it's far easier than he could have imagined. His palm presses against the small of Kaeya's back again, before moving lazily up, over each bump in his spine, counting them, committing them to memory. ]

I... [ He swallows. ] I want...to try more, when you think I am ready for it.

[ There's a reason why Kaeya only fooled around with him tonight, and he concludes it must be this. It's...almost gentlemanly, somehow. ]