Maybe he's being goaded, but Vasquez isn't about to forget that Faraday admitted that he hasn't done anything with another man. That he should be the first one (and the last one, if his selfish possessive streak that's also jealous has anything to say about his encounters) is something he's not going to be upset about.

Still, the last thing he needs is to go too hard, too fast, and risk Faraday changing his mind about all of this. He uses the tug of his shirt and thinks that maybe he can just ease Faraday in.

Sliding back a little, he moves his fingers to Faraday's buttons, absently toying with them, even if he doesn't unbutton them just yet. "Guero, there's too much to teach in just one night," he points out, and with a glint in his eye, he thinks that he can at least start somewhere familiar.

Pushing at Faraday's shoulder hard enough so that his back will hit the bed, he stands and takes his boots off so that he can crawl after him, but instead of returning to his shirt, he gets a hand at the hem of Faraday's pants, smirking wickedly from his position.

"I could shave a little more, if you can wait," he offers, and while it may be a bit sharp and amused, he means it. If Faraday wants Vasquez to be clean-shaven for when he puts his mouth on him, to help his mind, he's willing. He'll look like he's a boy again, but he's willing.