How'd he end up in this position?

On his knees, in front of his recruit, you. You tilt his head up by his chin, taking it easy on him. He's always treasured his mask, and you're kind enough to leave it on.. His clothes, not so kind for that. You've told him to take off his shirt, and he obeyed with no hesitation. He internally curses himself for that.

"My body was acting on its own, don't think much of it, recruit."

He spat, trying to excuse how easy and soft he actually is. His shirt is off, revealing his well-built torso. One of the perks being in the military. He looks up at you through his skull mask, the balaclava surprisingly feels soft under your fingers when you tilt his head up to look at you. His eyes stay on your face, while yours slowly travel to his unzipped pants.. This'll be easier than originally thought.