[as Gepard speaks, Dohalim peppers the softest of kisses along the back of his neck and down his shoulder, before resting his chin there. he hadn't realised that this really did mean a lot to him, when he himself had been acting on feelings and emotions that he's held in for so long. it makes him wonder, especially when it seems that Gepard had... almost expected him not to be so patient]

Of course... Did you really expect me to bend you to my will and not take into consideration your own inexperience?

[his voice doesn't hold any admonition; it's simply a question. he could never... not to anyone, but especially Gepard. he'll admit, if the other mad had decided to stop him in the middle of everything, he would have been disappointed, but would also have stopped immediately. this was his first intimate experience; Dohalim didn't want to mar that in any way. and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he made this a bad experience for Gepard]