A funny little feeling rolled through him at that, only growing with the kiss he got. This time, though, it was his turn to deepen it, almost pushing on Joseph’s back to bring him that much closer. He’d have to tell him later, what his favorite parts of all of this was. For now, he hoped reactions counted.
When the kiss finally broke, Rhys made sure to drag out the older man’s bottom lip with his teeth, leaving a good set of scratches there. “I... still have pants on.” The way he said it had been meant to be a little funny, but it still had more of his normal hesitations, instead. He could have laughed at himself, in all honesty.