To look the other in the eyes was akin to one's fear of the unknown for if he were to indulge in such curiosity, he feared what he would see or rather what it would lead him towards. He might hold an appearance befitting someone cold-mannered and strong but underneath, he merely was clueless and unsure with the aspects concerning the world for when had he ever gotten to experience social interactions? Left alone with his thoughts primarily he never held any interest towards any sort of relations and certainly never love-related for all of such possibilities had seemed out of reach and to pursue them would be ludicrous. His breathing spiked a bit at the soft, warm presence of the other male's hand upon his face and he could barely manage to keep his gaze, his mind begging him to avert before he witnessed something greater than what he has known.
That certainly seemed to be the case as the soft pressure on his lips and the other's close proximity, it was not difficult to piece what had just been partaken in and yet he felt no remorse or insecurity for how could he respond towards his first purely physical interaction? But his body reacted faster than his mind as he leaned downward and reciprocated the romantic gesture.