Noah's nipples go tight at the barest attention from Freddie's thumb and Noah sucks in a tiny breath, leaning forward, seeking out more. His anticipation is broken when Freddie speaks, and he lets out a soft, breathy laugh.

"Like a breast exam," he says, returning Freddie's grin. He steps closer, then, close enough to nearly sandwich Freddie's hand between them, and smiles up at Freddie in a way that's almost shy. Right now he doesn't care about what he's said in the past, the rules and boundaries he himself set. Maybe he'll regret this later, but in this moment this is what he wants. Badly.

"Kiss me, then."