Eddie smiled himself. He hadn't expected that sort of reaction but the blush and the way J'mon pressed against his hand made a soft warmth bloom through his chest.
He didn't exactly answer, instead leaning in to repeat the kiss, letting it go a little harder, a little deeper as his hand moved to cup J'mon's jaw and the side of their neck. He was only just realizing how much of a tactile person he really was, learning this thing about himself that wasn't exactly new but that he'd seemed to have forgotten at the same time he'd forgotten his childhood. His other hand slid from under J'mon's on their thigh, moving to their opposite hip and sliding under their shirt to seek more skin.