Bodhi interprets Jude's reaction more positively than is perhaps accurate--noisy and squirming usually means good, and he likes this one himself. It's a bit of myopia on his part, since he's more overwhelmed than pleased by a lot of intense sensations, but he's learned to chase noise and squirming. He'll try that again but, perhaps fortunately for Jude, not now. Tonight seems made to try things out and he doesn't want to get stuck on any one trick.

And besides, Jude's neck is right there, easy to slip down to. He kisses gently and lingeringly, the flutter of Jude's pulse light under his lips. They're as close as they've ever been and all evidence points to Jude liking him there. No need to push hard. He takes his time, slow, deep kisses down from the ear, a sweep of his tongue back up, a quick nuzzle under Jude's chin. Exploring, learning, teasing sweet and slow.

Belatedly he remembers Jude's hands again. He likes where they are now, actually, but he needs to be in the habit of thinking if this is going to work. He runs his fingers over the back of the hand at his side, encouraging and petting.

Gentle, sweet, and smooth is how he likes this best, but he is capable of the occasional wicked impulse now that he's a bit more confident. He noses down to a spot just where neck meets shoulder where, he's sure, Jude's collar will cover any evidence, and tries a nibble with a little more nip to it, watching closely for reactions. He's sure that pale skin will mark up easy.