Matt was really not sure what he wanted, to be honest. He had no real goal in mind here - he was just following whatever urge came to him, going blindly, only led by Mohinder's tone and touches. It was all new. Oh, he had a basic idea, but wasn't thinking that far ahead. Wasn't thinking at all.

He shifted, leant back a little to let Mohinder move and in the same movement broke the kiss momentarily only to move forward and suck Mohinder's bottom lip into his own mouth. He lifted one hand from the bar to run along the younger man's side, fleetingly at first until he grasped him firmly by the hip.

He was still leaning on his other arm, knuckles whitening from the way he was quite literally holding on.