Steve realises that he's grinding against Neil in a way that he wouldn't ever have ground against a girl, especially if they were making out like this, just on the couch. He lifts his head, blushing a little, the way that Neil's fingers pull in his hair sending a twisting shock straight through him. He glances down the line of their bodies, to where they're pressed together.

"Is this...Is it okay?" He thinks it is, but, right then, he needs to hear the answer, too.