He practically puts his face into Luka's hands when he starts reaching. He has wanted this for awhile now, and just this little bit of touch in this way makes him feel things again. He wants to linger on this moment for a long time now.

He leans up and presses his mouth to Luka's, holding there for just a moment before retreating back again. Just enough to breathe. It's nearly chaste, the way he's left nearly breathless just from that, and he hesitates for a second. His eyes flicker over the other's face, taking him in again.

And then he presses close again, kissing him deep, slipping his hand around the back of his neck and tangling his fingers into his hair. If he's worried about walking to Luka's hotel room looking like flushed, stricken idiots, he clearly isn't thinking about it now.