The moment Aleron realized what Jaron was doing, leaning down to run his lips over his chest, Aleron had gained a blush. Yet, strangely enough, he didn't move to stop Jaron. Instead, his hand would continue brushing through the other's hair casually and leisurely, though he was taken by surprise at first when feeling Jaron's tongue against his skin, almost making him gasp on reflex.<br/><br/>He didn't stop Jaron, even then. And, quite frankly, it was hard not to get aroused from touches like these. "Is that so?" He finally answered, after having stayed silent when Jaron had started kissing his chest. He wasn't sure why.. But he found this strangely enjoyable. "Do I taste good?" He questioned with a cocked brow and a coy grin, referring to when Jaron had practically licked his chest.