No one had ever been inside of his mouth. It was strange, feeling someone else' tongue probe him. There was the slightest hint of a salty taste, almost a little oddly metallic... Wait, was he tasting himself on Gladio? He always thought he'd be grossed out, and he was flustered, but it was just sort of there and wasn't really doing anything bad to him. His tongue was as timid as he was, hiding away like he was afraid to interact.

He first thought the tug on his hair was an accident, not minding it much. Something little like that wouldn't hurt him. Hands started exploring, and to no one's surprise he broke the kiss first because he needed to breathe. He gasped for air as if he'd been holding his breath since they started.

"Can we sit down?" he asked in a jittery tone. It was edging on overwhelming and he thought maybe he needed something more stable under him.