"What are you saying?" Ishan asks, hardly daring to believe what Shubman's words suggested. "Why, you don't want to?" Shubman's teasing hand reaches for under ishan's shirt. Ishan jerks back with surprise, causing his lips to brush against Shubman's neck. Shubman closes his eyes, says slowly, "Don't tell me you don't feel this too," he presses his thumb against Ishan's lower lip softly, so gentle that Ishan barely feels the touch.