And that was all it took, for their bodies to press together, slotting together rather well. Jack's hands crept over Heath's shoulders and met at the back of his neck, curling there, fingers weaving together.
He surged forward to meet the kiss, and there was nothing innocent about it. His lips parted and his tongue snaked out to thread with Heath's. His hreatbeat picked up its pace and anticipation flurried through him.