Eddie closed his eyes as J'mon touched the new and shiny skin, his hand finding their hair and tangling into the softness. He took in a small, sharp breath when they kissed it, but was glad when they moved on too. He didn't think he would like too much attention there, thought it may feel like overcompensating. But he didn't like the idea of ignoring the scars either. They were impossible to hide, to not notice, and pretending not to would just feel strange and dishonest.
The kisses to his jaw and neck may have brought soft little shivers up his spine but he reacted most when J'mon reached his lips, leaning up to meet them and tightening his hand in their hair a little. Not enough to hurt, and not trying to control them, but mostly in a small show of possessiveness. He knew he didn't actually have any hold over J'mon, nor did he want one, but he wanted to keep them close, hold on for a little bit. His other hand, meanwhile, went back to exploration. Briefly holding on to their hip, drifting up their side, brushing the jewelry on their chest again, still just lightly.