He's touching him now, fingers skating across his skin and Mick pulls him in close again, groaning into another kiss because this time it's so much better with nothing at all between them.

And as nice as it is to press Lenny against the wall and hear him make those little sounds, Mick starts guiding them back towards the bed. He wants to lay beside him. To kiss and touch, to show him just how good it could be.

He shuffle-steps backwards until the backs of his knees hit the bed, dropping down and looking up at Leonard with a smile. "C'mere."