There was a small groan of pleasure that came through the kiss at Soren's kneading, at the rock of his hips. He furrowed his brow and broke the kiss again, resting his forehead back against Soren's. He had to make a decision, whether or not they should go farther than just pawing and kissing. He knew that it would be a bad idea if he let himself make that decision as worked up as he was. He found that he'd moved all the way onto Soren's lap, straddling one of his best friend's legs.
He cleared his throat quietly as possible. "I kind of... want to." He whispered, arching against Soren's hand at his back.