Sage chuckled softly, kissing Remy back and then humming softly. "I know," he noted. "And I'm really bad at it," he added with a chuckle. "If I start talking nonsense just shut me up with a kiss then," he half joked before grinning. "Though I would suggest working at figuring it out. And I suppose I wouldn't mind it if you figured out what I was explaining the other night either," he added, eyes glittering. Remy could take that however he wanted

Remy bit his lip with a smile. "We can try if you want,"

Sage sort of cocked his head, eyebrows shooting upwards as his blush exploded again. "Now," he sort of squeaked. "I mean....do you really want to," he asked, not wanting to make it seem like Remy didn't have a choice or.... something. Honestly, the thought of it had made his brain stop working.

Remy shrugged with a blush, "Sure, if you want to, why not," he smiled. "Youre gonna hafta teach me though,"

Sage sort of gave Remy and sheepish chuckle, and then nodded. "Right," he noted, cocking his head as he thought. He knew the brief description sage had given him the other day about how it worked and what it meant when he felt those feelings, but that was it. A mischievous grin crossed his face and he moved to roll over so he was straddling Remy, a grin over his face. "I'll show you, but I do expect payment later on," he purred, clearly pointing out that he did want Remy to try for himself later on. But for now, he was just happy to lean forward and kiss Remy, not really holding much back. Of course, he didn't want to scare him off, but still.

Remy smiled up at Sage with a nod. He could do that. He smiled, kissing him back, wrappjng his arms arouns him.

Sage felt a grin spread across his face, and he slowly worked his way upwards, kissing harder and harder, and then working his kisses down remys jaw and neck, occasionally nipping at the skin there

Remy's breathing became uneven, little gasps mixed in. He'd never experienced anything like this before. His fingers tangled into Sages hair, gently scratching against his scalp.

Sage felt a grin widening on his face as remys breathing became uneven. He was paying attention to his body, he supposed, nervous that he'd decide he didn't like it or something. But he did, so he continued, eventually working his kisses down until he could finger remys pants line, devilish grin on his face.

Remy bit his lip, letting out a little whine. God, he didn't know what he was doing, or what was going on, or what was going to happen, but he liked it.