"I'd argue that there is a fine line."

That clearly satisfied smirk almost makes him want to be playfully difficult, but no, he very much wants more than he feels like misbehaving, right now. He makes it easy for Kazu to help him out of his sweater and once his arms are no longer required again they're back around Kazu, pulling him in close to kiss him again.

There's a quiet, pleased hum at skin meeting skin and though he's trained for impeccable patience, he's certainly not using that training here, because one hand trails down Kazu's arm to then pull it by the wrist to his hips again, right over the band of his leggings.