It takes Jonas by surprise, but then again, he has the impression that Rupert is only going to keep surprising him. Allowing himself to be swept into the roll, he curls up against Rupert's side, one arm draped across his chest and one leg hooked around his calf.

If he wasn't so unsure about the state of Rupert's ribs, he might have kept climbing to straddle him. He may be anxious, but he's far from prudish. The very opposite. He wants to drink up everything Rupert's willing to give him. Or rather, everything he's physically capable of giving at the moment. There's no lack of enthusiasm here.

Now that they're comfortably arranged, Jonas seeks out Rupert's mouth again. He's either starting to get the hang of it or he's confident enough that Rupert's enjoying it, since he hasn't told Jonas to stop.