"Did you want to be jacked?" He's trying to picture Quentin bulked up and failing. "Like besides to look good in spandex, which is like... a very weird thing to say, but I can't say I don't get it."

Double shit. Quentin's adorable.

Kyle gives up completely and leans over, one hand coming up to cup Quentin's cheek gently as he kisses him. Softly, but he fails utterly at any pretense of being chaste - he licks his way inside Quentin's mouth pretty quickly.