As soon as he has the use of his arms he wraps them around Chris's shoulders, puts pressure on the places he remembers Chris being particularly happy about having pressure when he was high. "I think I understand why people like kissing now."  

"How many people have you kissed?"

"Three, counting you." 

"And you... you're adorable."

He makes a quiet happy noise and kisses Chris, quick and soft. 

"Did you just learn that sex is nice for the first time or did I take your virginity?"

"I just learned that sex is nice too." A little more pressure on Chris's back. 

"Good. --And don't think you can get out of telling me what your fantasies are by saying you like kissing."

"I do like kissing you, though." 

"Brat," Chris says affectionately, and slaps him.

He whimpers just a little bit at the impact. 

"Liked when you tied me up — liked being yours —" 

"I wish I could train you. You would make such a good slave."

A soft happy noise. He goes relaxed and very still in Chris's arms. 

Chris pets his hair. "Of course, I couldn't tell you that if I were training you. It would make you less motivated."

Mmmmm. Chris touching him is really, really nice; he feels all soft and warm and floaty.