There was no way Justin could be anything but happy about this. And he was completely alright with not using words right now. Words could wait until later when he wasn't busy running his fingers over Colin's skin, relearning all of the contours of his mouth with his tongue. Without thinking twice about it, knowing that Colin would tell him if it wasn't okay, Justin's hands moved to curl into the hem of Colin's shirt, tugging it upward to get it off of him.
It had been so long, Justin couldn't help but to lose himself in the kissing and the touching. He wanted to refresh his memory with all of the ways that Colin could move against him, all of the ridges of Colin's muscles. He'd already memorized all of it before, but he would never tire of trying to discover new things.