Tycho's hands immediately found their way up the back of Fords shirt when the other untucked it. His fingers lightly traced over the other mans skin. He was a little surprised when Ford bit his lip. Ford had not struck him as the type to be so aggressive but he was not against that.

Fords hand was sending a thrill through him as it went on his chest and began to lower.

Next thing he knew, their lips had parted and Ford was nearly falling backwards off of him. "Do I kiss that badly?" Tycho said, making a small show of checking his breath. He also hoped that Ford didn't regret what had happened. "I've no regrets. I've been wanting to kiss you for a really long time."