[He shivers, slightly - leans into the kiss, and lays back against the couch.]

[It takes him a while, for the tension thrumming through him to become something calmer - for the nerves to smooth out under the gentle attention. He's not sure what to do with his hands, at first, but as the seconds draw onward, they settle on Eichi's shoulders and then slip down to trace the planes of his back, exploratory and careful]