Another little whimper escapes him when when Kyle pulls out. It's a small petulant sound, immediately missing the warm, full feeling of having Kyle inside him. He snuggles closer as if he can fill that void some other way.

He snorts at the whine Kyle mocks him with. Glad that Kyle still finds him sturdy enough to tolerate that kind of teasing even now when he feels like some amount of vulnerability is written across his face.

"Course," he says. It's a little mumblier than his usual manner and there's a glassy shine to his eyes he does a good job blinking away, but he's undeniably a little clingier. A little cuddlier. A little softer than he likes people to know he's capable of.