The noise just stokes the fire in Gamzee's loins higher - a lot higher in fact. He moans happily into the kisses, grinding himself up against Tavros more firmly in a way that sends sparks shooting through him. With the position and the friction - well, it's like they're playing at the real thing, and the warm boy moving in his lap is reminding him of all sorts of thoughts and dreams he's had.

He manages to pull back about half an inch, murmuring against the Hufflepuff's lips, "Can you feel that?"