He'll be more patient now, he swears. He wouldn't dream of rushing Kazu through actually learning what to do, here, and he doesn't. He props himself up on one elbow just enough to be able to more comfortably actually look down at Kazu as he settles between his legs and Val would absolutely be lying if he tried to claim that even just the sight doesn't get to him before Kazu's even touching him again.

And then he is, the warmth of his hand and then his mouth, and Val isn't shy at all about making noise to show that Kazu's initial efforts are appreciated. He's careful not to let his hips jerk, because no, they certainly don't want Kazu choking, here, and he takes a moment to just enjoy it before thinking about how to guide Kazu, too.

"Yes. Start— start slow," and yes, he acknowledges the irony of this statement considering he's been the impatient one, so far, shhh. He laces his fingers back into Kazu's hair, asserting no pressure or pull, just settling.

He's sure Kazu knows what feels good on the receiving end, if not how to actually adapt that to the other side, and he'll nudge him down that line of thought soon. First— let him adjust to having his mouth full.