The soft sound was like molten lava to his insides, gaze rapt with attention as he continued to kiss him for a long moment. Of course he didn't really have a plan, had been expecting Jim to get pissy and shove him away at first attempt. So, of course, he was winging it, and winging it hard.
Drawing back only when his lungs burned, he grinned brightly, innocently, at the older as he tugged sharply, not hard enough to do any real damage. Instead, he turned to head toward the back of the flat, towards their rooms.