He can feel Kyle's warmth on his lips for that kiss when whatever he does with his hands steals the breath from Quentin's lungs. The noise he makes it's so undignified he let's his eyes close just to avoid seeing any smirk about it on Kyle's face.

He does grab Kyle's hair too. By the handful and drags him in for a kiss that's as messy as the rest of him feels when Kyle slathers him in lube again and opens him farther. "I'm good, I'm good, I'm good, but if you do that thing in me again I'm gonna cum so you better do it with your dick," he huffs urgently.