It was easy to get his knees and shins on the bed, help center himself so he could push down and in against Caboose. He rocked his hips slightly into the other, his hands sliding around the front to begin popping open buttons. Shivers ran through him at the touch of the roughened hands on his skin, the warm slide of lips against his throat.

"Hmm, I know you can," he smiled, hands slipping inside of his shirt, caressing his sides and back, around to his chest. His thumbs brushed over nipples, biting his lip around a grin at the other's earnestness, the beat of his heart he could feel in his hands. "And I need lots and lots of help, babe..."