"Ah~" He liked how cool Ash felt against him,more mist coming through his breath,cool and soothing.

Ash smiled, kissing Jason's lips again, kind of liking the mist

Jason kissed back,moaning very softly against his lips.

Once Ash had finished tracing his scars, his hands tangled themselves in his hair again

Jason's own hands moved up to Ash's sides and soon tenderly ran his fingertips over Ash's scars,tracing them gently back and forth a few times each.

He flinched at first but didn't flinch again. The only reason he had flinched at first was that he wasn't really used to people wanting to touch his scars, and he kind of expected them to hurt

A moment after Ash had flinched,though,Jason pulled his hands back,eyes opening and showing guilt. "Sorry,did I hurt you? Are my claws out?"

"No. Sorry. I'm so used to them hurting. Usually when people touch them they tend to poke."

He seemed upset as Ash said people usually poked,brows furrowing. "Poke? That's not nice,I'd rip into them if they dared,that's not something you let just anybody,or anybody at all,do. No one should just poke at you,your not a specimen or thing that's interesting.Your a person with feelings and if it hurt I doubt you liked being poked at."
Jason had his way with saying his opinion,and right now he was flat out stating it.Not one metaphor or simile.

"Yeah, you're right. But I did. I let them." He kind of looked a little guilty