He could definitely feel it, and a surge of vindication filled him, making him growl low against Finn's throat.

"Shirt off," he murmured roughly, pulling back only far enough to let Finn do it, his hands going for his belt instead. "You want me, Finn?" He pulled the belt clasp open with a snap.

"You barely even know what wanting something feels like, yet." He pulled the belt quickly, slamming their hips together, and then tossed the thing to the floor, discarded and forgotten.