Noah starts to smile, more from nervousness than anything else. His arms hang at his sides, standing there half-dressed and feeling a little stupid, but he's already started so what does he really have to lose? "Yeah? I like you. You're nice, and handsome, and...really hot," he says, smiling now thinking about everything they'd just done together.

"It's okay if you're not into it. Or if I'm too young or whatever. I'd just like to spend more time with you, if you want to," he adds.