Colin didn't fight when Justin pulled his shirt up. Of course, he had to pull off the kiss, but he was sure they'd get back to kissing once his shirt was off, and he wasn't worried about it. He did his best to make it easier to take off his shirt. Once it was gone, he let his own hands move to push up at Justin's shirt. Justin wouldn't take his shirt off and not let him do the same. Colin was sure of that.
Eyes focused on Justin, Colin smiled, leaning over and pressing kisses to his face. "Lovely," was all he said about it, because Justin was lovely. He didn't know how else to describe him. All he wanted to do was kiss him and touch him and worry about nothing else. He wanted to remember how Justin felt and sounded and all of it. He wanted to remember all of it. It felt...good. No. More than good. Just...too many words.