It's exactly what Midnighter wants. Both hands cup the man's face to keep him right where he wants him, taking pleasure in the unhurried press of Scott's lips. He licks into his mouth without expectation of further escalation, just this slow swap of touch, of care, and of words that don't have to be uttered. Midnighter may do better communicating like this, but it doesn't have to be sex. He just... needs to be close to people. Physically.

And when they naturally part for a fresh breath and a little space, he tells Scott, "You're a good friend."