[ A pleasant huff of air plumes from his nose as he comes to rest against his chest, one arm crawling over his side in a loose embrace. ]

Now there's the problem of no one else measuring up to you. [ He teases, voice low and warm, a little singsong. ] But hmm... maybe I need another round or two to be sure of that.

[ No, he does not want to walk out of here, thank you. That aside, Kizuna is enjoying the warmth, fingers tracing contemplative shapes on the other man's skin. ]

Have you always been able to do that? Use Cryo.