Tosh noticed the visible relaxation.  Brady almost went limp save the motions of his lips and the one hand that reached up to grab at his arm.  It had been described to him before, the sensation of kissing, especially with someone you were fond of.  Liz had laughed when he asked many years ago, but it was something foreign to him at the time.  He'd been too worried about Star Fleet to seek companionship.<br/><br/>He relished the kiss, taking note of the small sound Brady made.  As he pulled away, he let his tongue ever so slightly rub out and touch gently against the younger male's lips before it retracted to its home inside Tosh's mouth.  The large man sat back up and couldn't help but grin as Brady spoke.<br/><br/>"The feeling is mutual,"  the security chief said while letting his hand gently rub back and forth on Brady's midsection.