Michael gave a little chuckle when Eli gave up and moved his own hands to his shirt to just rip at the damned thing, sighing in relief when it finally came free. His next order of business was to pull at the hem of Eli's shirt, wanting it off as well. He got it almost off but with their mouths fused together in a kiss, he had to stop with it just pulled up half way. The warmth of his skin was incredible everywhere it touched his and still he wanted more.