he takes the gentle hand, that has caressed him until now, in his own little hands and brings it to his lips, just to place a soft kiss on them. he looks directly into his eyes, where he sees no rejection. still carefully, he sits up, slowly leaning forward. god, he really wants to kiss him properly. "don't."he freezes instantly. "don't do that." that hurt. a lot actually. but he tries to take it easy and plays it down, trying not to let on how hurt he is, but the rejection burns bitterly.