The touch, gentle, not really surprising since they're standing so close together, puts a shiver through Neil, just a little one. He sighs out slowly, shifts until he has both hands on the other boy's hips, and then he nudges his fingers casually under the edge of his shirt, feeling along the waist of his pants.

He doesn't quite kiss him, but it's a close thing. Their noses touch, and then their lips very nearly do. He can feel the heat stirring low in his belly.