Yoko growls and shivers. Letting out a growl and stares at him with a blank confused look. "Stop reading my mind!" he says sharply. He didn't like his mind being read. It was invasive and he didn't like it. Shivering as a soft sound escapes his lips as his sensitive neck was licked. He didn't know what it was but his neck was a hot spot even if he himself didn't know it was called that. He looks at him and sulkingly pouts. "Damnit." He says. Sighing and reluctantly nods his head. "I guess so..." he says grudgingly. Slowly letting himself get used to the strange hug thing. He didn't know why this man wanted him to get used to something as pointless as a hug. He was supposably being "trained" what did it matter if he was used to hugs or not?