A sharp breath catches in his throat when Michael puts his hands on his back, slides them down his skin, and then grabs Eli's ass, pressing their bodies closer together. It's a move that feels too good to be real, that has him asking himself how Michael feels so right like something he's been waiting for maybe. He pulls away letting their lips part. He wants to look at him.

"You've never done this before?" He poses the question even though he knows what Michael's said. But how new, how different, he wants to know. Maybe it doesn't matter. He kisses down the side of Michael's neck and ear, using his hands to rake his hands through his hair, having already found he likes doing that.