"Brittle?" he wants to hear more about this. He wants to hear Kyle describe him all day long. But he also wants to get off. "God, I love your weird brain. I wanna go rooting around in there and find more of your weird." For now he buries his fingers in Kyle's hair with a grin and drags him in for a kiss.

He watches Kyle shamelessly when the man gets undressed too. He is perhaps a little bit more bold about these things than Kyle. His choice in swimwear a testament to that. But mostly he's just committed to proving to Kyle his own attractiveness. "You've got great legs, you know? And most skinny guys have flat butts. But you don't. You have an adorable butt," he says, pressing immediately up against him as he slides under the blankets.

"Course I do. It's just a bad look on a punk-adjacent dude with a shaved head." He points out. "I tease and I pester out of love, though." Like Kyle doesn't know that already, when it's probably the key to tolerating Quentin.