Jonathan was so much more assertive than Edward would have thought, given he was almost certain that the other boy was a virgin. Clearly a virgin who had fantasised about this a lot though. The kiss was good, great even, not because of technique or how it felt or how Jonathan tasted, but because of how he felt in the situation. Because of how Jonathan looked at him.

He pulled himself up on his elbows to look down himself, to watch Jonathan. "I'm pretty sensitive. Don't think I could keep from moaning if I wanted to." Besides, why would he hold back showing his pleasure at getting his dick sucked? Not where he'd expected the night to go before running into Jonathan.