Gustavain leans over him, follows him down, and this is where if this were actually Phillip, he'd probably roll up over him to his knees, more to press them closer together than in any bid to hold him down. Here, he just braces a hand in the earth and leans in, slides close. The kiss is heated, even though he's trying to hold something, anything back, but it's still relatively chaste, sweet and gentle. Gustavain makes a soft noise at the way Thanatos shivers, another when one of his hands lands on his hip. Like this, there's not much touching he can do, has to keep himself anchored for leverage with the one hand, but the other stays stroking against his jaw, down his neck.

The kiss, the way he moves, is sensual and knowing, not at all something innocent for all that it's still a lighter kiss, but the way he touches Thanatos is as though he's something delicate and precious, like if he presses too hard with his hand, he'll break apart like a mirage.