There was an audible gasp, surprise and excitement at being pushed against the wall. Junior held tighter to Felix as he was positioned, stomach dropping in the good way at being handled so easily no matter what it looked like Felix should have been capable of. He was a mutant and probably had more muscles to hide under his clothes to boot. It took time for his brain to catch up to what he was doing, a mixture of the sensation and Felix's actions sending him momentarily into autopilot; when he caught up, his hands moved to grip along Felix's back, then shifted to try and raise his shirt so he could have more access.

Even so, there was something to be said for the proper abuse of one's own power. He gasped a breath and pulled away momentarily, eyes darkening almost entirely before they turned to pinpricks and the world shifted just slightly to the left, their shirts now on the floor beside them. If he didn't use his hands to channel his power, he had to use something, and hopefully Felix wouldn't be put off enough to stop Junior from diving back into the kiss.