Hunter unconsciously squints back a little, curious to why he’s looking at him like that, curious to what he meant but his brain all but blanks in the rush that kiss takes.

At first it’s just shock, followed by a warm sort of awe that has him leaning forward into it, chasing a feeling he is still new to. His hands reach to cradle the others face, to keep him there until his brain catches up.

When it does it’s on a whimper, “…I um…” … “you can’t.”