One of Aleron's hands found it's way around Jaron to hold onto the other man's shoulder from behind, tightly grasping it as he used what hold he had to press himself tightly against Jaron's chest. With his other hand, it slipped up to tangle itself into Jaron's hair just as the other man's hands were in his own hair.<br/><br/>What he couldn't help but do, was give a small, soft growl with the roughness of it all, though that wasn't to say he didn't enjoy it. He enjoyed it quite well, as far as he was concerned at the moment. And as if to push it further he found his tongue trying to slip into Jaron's mouth while the soft grumbling growl still came from him.