"You gotta let go," Eric purred against Cole's lips, pressing the tiniest of kisses against Cole's lips, but he was breathless, voice husky and he removed his hands from where they were touching Cole, the touch dragging along his skin until he literally had to let go. Once Cole's hands had been removed from his hair, Eric leaned forward and nipped his way along the curve of his best friend's jaw, his own hands moving down to curl around the lower edge of his t-shirt, hitching it up slowly and self-consciously.
The removal of his shirt was slow, probably tantalisingly so but it was more because Eric was feeling somewhat self-conscious about revealing himself in this situation, under these circumstances. He didn't want to be a disappointment, didn't want to be... not what Cole was expecting, whatever that was.
He sat forward a little to pull the top off over his head, their chests coming into contact as he arched forward and away from the wall. Skin touching skin took his breath away and as the shirt was tugged off properly, his messed up curls fell over his forehead and around his ears, and when he dropped the top to the floor, he ducked his gaze almost shyly, hands returning to Cole's hips, tips dragging across the skin to distract himself and Cole - hopefully.