Cal and Damien
Damien hadn't been lying. Or exaggerating in the least. He really so did liked what he was seeing. A cute young redhead that was new to this and needing assistance. Fuck, he was adorable! That hair, pretty face.. those lips. That lean, yet toned body.
"Actually, plenty of advice-", he started to tell him, but Cal wasn't finished. In fact, he seemingly had only begun. Holy shit. It was a lot of info. Mm, these Jedi can really talk. Which only made the young ginger even more attractive in Damien's eyes. So, he had done the polite thing and let him speak his mind, express what he needed to, til the very end.
"Well, then.. hm." Damien paused, taking a closer step. "Good thing about being here? No further need to worry. No more complications or interruptions. Also no war. So it's an opportunity to have a fresh start, to explore yourself and what you want, as much s you want. It's all open to you here. And yes.. seems you do have a very wide baseline here."
Smiling then, he brushed his fingers softly down his cheek. "But I can help you with that. I can help you make that baseline less wide.. with my help, we can narrow it down a bit, find out what you like. For example, we can start with kissing.. touching, rubbing.." His hand slid down on the front of his shirt, and now resting on his hip. "More kissing.. then moving on to more. Also, we need not do that here? Maybe you'd feel more comfortable in my private room upstairs?"