Phil sits up just enough to shrug his shirt off since it feels a little restrictive with Scott's hands exploring across his skin. He shoves it towards to the corner of the couch just to get it out of the way. Then he puts his hands right back on Scott's ass because he is a simple man who enjoys the simple pleasures in life.

Like his boyfriend's ass.

He sighs against Scott's mouth as he settles into the kiss letting this one turn into something lazy and warm, more affectionate than lustful. Not that he's less hard or anything but he likes the tease of changing paces. The memory of hard and hot lingers just under the surface for when Phil wants it again. Or if Scott asks for it.