[He lets a small sound into Tristan's mouth, shivering against him. His knees press against his sides, nervous, and one hand trails down his brother's chest, fingertips digging in just a bit. He's never done anything like this before. Again unlike his previous self, he's been given more time to grow while clueless, untouched, and there's no unnatural confidence in the way he feels for Tristan's skin.]