Laurence gasped slightly into the kiss, breath catching unsteadily in his throat. His hand was surer now, moving with a steadiness that nearly every other part of him seemed to lack. Eventually, he may have to move on to a different track, yet for the moment he was content as things were.

The situation was almost uncomfortably warm and close, and it undoubtably looked incredibly foolish from the view of another, but it felt right in a way he could not define and would not try to for the moment.