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***GOSSIP AHEAD!***

We met at a party last Friday with tons of people from uni. We're both studying engineering but different programs. We share common friends. He had to leave for another party with his friends, so he asked me for my phone number, tried to kiss me on the lips (which hinted ''player mode'' to me), texted me shorty after leaving. He texted me again on Saturday night, and on Sunday evening. He asked me out on a date and we met up around 8 PM. We walked around for a long while and we finally went to eat dinner at a nice restaurant. He paid for me.

I Facebook-stalked him before, to make sure I'd be able to tell if he bullsh*tted me. We talked about our parents and personal background. I know he's adopted, I know what type of parents he has, the relationship he has with them, what he was up to for the past years, his favorite hobbys and things, etc. Turns out both our parents come from the same region, he likes a lot of nerdy things I'm into due to having an older geeky brother, we really hit it off and we were cracking jokes.

The thing though is that I was worried about his player vibes. I'm very distrustful of men on first dates, in general. Turns out he's 25, I'm 21. He's that old because he switched majors. I was worried he'd take this for a one night stand. After dinner, we walked around in circles for a long while. I was worried he would drag me to a dark alley or something lol. He ended up kissing me at a light corner. We kept walking hand in hand, stopping every once in a while to make out. We finally arrived at the subway station and he wouldn't let me leave. We made out for over an hour. I made it very clear I wouldn't sleep with him and that he had to behave nicely. I asked what he wants and he said ''let's take things slow''. He didn't grab my privates much, it was basically very long and heated preliminaries. He often said he couldn't bare it. He kept telling me I was pretty, complimenting my eyes and skills all the time, he even said he couldn't stare at me anymore because he was too turned on. He said he wanted to fall asleep in my arms, that he felt really comfortable. He often asked me to hold him closer, he was very cuddly. He even came in his pants, that's how heaated it was. I never touched him from his belly button to mid-thigh. He said he'd respect my boundaries, although he was struggling immensely.

So anyway, I had to leave to take the subway before it shut down for the night. He said he wanted to come with me so bad (he was going the other direction). When I came home, he had texted me twice:

"Memorable night, your eyes haunt me already"

"You're really cool. I can't wait to see you again"

So basicially, I'm suspicious because he gave me more compliments in one night than I've received in my whole life. He didn't cross the line, he was very sweet, but he also was in no hurry to let me leave. It's gentleman-like to pay for my meal, pull out my chair and not jump my bones. Output please? Let's vote!