Kersen got the impression that Michael wasn't much of a conversationalist, so he let his body do the talking. He rolled his hips and groaned, letting Michael feel the outline of his erection in his tight trousers. He surrendered to the kiss, too, and was almost surprised by how much he enjoyed this. Maybe it had been too long. At least, since something like this. He slid both hands underneath Michael's shirt, making an appreciative sound.