Tidus curls his fingers and scratches lightly against Auron's scalp as he combs his fingers through. He forgets how long his hair is sometimes, that ponytail usually hidden in his large collar. If he's going to fight with a sword, it's probably for the best. It keeps it out of the way. Still, right now, he can see it and tell its there by the taut way his hair is pulled back by its wrapping. He moves on hand decisively to the base of his skull and slides his fingers around the binding of his hair.

"Do I look unsure to you?"

His smile flashes by again before he tilts and ducks his head, parting his mouth and scraping his teeth against Auron's jaw, shivering pleasantly as he feels the stubble on his chin pass over his lips. He peppers a few short kisses along his jawline before looking him in the eye again, wily, and nabbing his lower lip in his teeth with a squeeze of his legs around his middle.

He won't kiss him. He refuses. He'd rather egg him on and get him to initiate it. He's the older one here, right?