When Ash came closer, Junior ran his hands up his arms, then across his shoulders and pulled Ash against himself. Gentle, not rough, not sure where the boundaries were with someone not quite human. Was he just as tough or made of weaker stuff? Stronger? Not that Junior was a very demanding lover, looking to rather make it enjoyable than cross the border. His skin felt strange if not unpleasant, and he spared a moment to look down to his neck and shoulders, chest and stomach as if it might answer the oddity.

Now that they were close together, he smiled. This wasn't so bad. Looking back up to Ash, he nodded. "Kissing works," he said, leaning in while watching for Ash's reaction.