The golemist chuckles softly. He moves his hand behind Soren's head, weaving fingers through his hair, studying him, watching him, fingers descending behind his neck, over his shoulder, down over his chest, then back up, one finger latching over Soren's shirt collar and drawing him nearer...
Judan leans, touches his lips teasingly to the younger man's, lets him feel his breath as fingers trace over his throat.