It's basically a theme of finding out/explaining/observing/reacting to a confession of mine in this pattern: feigned suprise, condescending and making sure to prolong the embarrasment > challenging a boundary or my comfort zone, furthe exposing me/teasing me/becoming even a bit disdainful, disgusted or disapproving > turning the feigned suprise and other emotions into a 'but, that's okay', and explaining the whole experience like it's a mating scene in a nonfiction animal book (i.e., almost 'above' it and yet familiar enough to teach or explain to someone else).

For example: - a partner finding out I touch myself in an unusual way for pleasure - he first brings it up out of the blue to startle me and pairs it with some pseudo-shock and begins to subtly condscendingly embarrass - he then probes further, asking and making assumptions about how I touch myself, asking too personal questions, intended to fluster - after suspending the tension to a huge degree (like that feeling when your parents ask 'did you lie? Tell the truth'), he drops the intensity by 'accepting' the behaviour and reassures. But through accepting my failure or mistake, or embarrassment—not agreeing with me or taking away the shame of the whole ordeal.

What...is this? It's literally the most attractive thing a guy could do to me, and it's not even physical. Any clue would be awesome