When Jade gasps Heine's hands freeze where they are, fingertips digging in slightly. It takes another motion from him for Heine to act as well, moving to lead the kiss.

He keeps one hand on Jade's waist, faintly aware of how thin it is. Heine brings his other up to the back of his head, fingers threading through his hair to find a grip. Finding one, he pulls none-too-gently, guiding his head to tilt back and pressing his thumb into his neck. Relax.

Heine allows Jade to open his shirt. The scars on his back are Unglamoured and all too visible and tangible, but in this moment Heine doesn't consider that.