Al is content to let him, reaching up to get Barma's hair out from under him so they can scoot up. He's very gentle and practiced with this by now.

Once his shirt is unbuttoned, Al catches one of Barma's hands and kisses his fingertips, his palm, the inside of his wrist. Unhurried and warm. He moves to take Barma's shirt off, slowly, following the exposed skin with soft touches of his mouth.