He was very good at kissing.
He had always been very smart, a student who could be taught.
His kisses were gentle and soft, and he patiently entwined with Jhiang Youyou, but he didn't know where to put his hands. He had looked at videos to learn about kissing, but forgot to learn about the rest, so his hands awkwardly rested on the sides of his trousers, not knowing what to do, his ears red. When kissing, he would unconsciously lean towards Jhiang Youyou's side.
She pushed him away, "Alright, let's eat."
He shook his head.
"More."
His eyes were obedient and soft, and the hands that didn't know where to go during the kiss finally knew to embrace her, using a bit of strength. With a flushed face, he said he wanted more.
Both bold and inexperienced, he trampled all over Jhiang Youyou's aesthetics.
Her heart melted, her legs grew weak. She hooked her neck around his, and while kissing him, she took his hand, teaching him what to do with it.
