It quickly becomes obvious that Jade has no experience in kissing, just like he has no experience in anything that even vaguely resembles healthy, functioning human relationships. He's more forceful than he needs to be, his eyes and mouth firmly closed, a somewhat puzzled frown stealing over his face as he tries to figure out what's meant to be enjoyable about this.

When hands suddenly settle against his hips and waist, areas he had never allowed anyone to touch before now, he lets out a muffled gasp of surprise, fidgeting a little. Professor Rammsteiner is actually touching him? That's new.

New, and strangely thrilling. He shivers as Professor Rammsteiner keeps touching him. It's almost ticklish, sending lightning sparks of sensation through him, but not in a way that makes him want to pull away - if anything, he wants to gets closer.

His hands steal to the front of Professor Rammsteiner's shirt, already trying to undo the buttons there.