Oh, like... Commando. Alright. [ Hunk laughs lowly, shifting to slide his hand down further, fingers spreading so that he can grip lightly, tugging Keith to him. It mostly just serves to jostle them a bit, given their present positioning. He'll try to rectify that in a second, though. ] You're a braver man than me. I'd be too afraid, of like... pinching. And chafing. Rough stuff.

[ Oh, wait, but-- ] I mean, I'm not wearing any underwear, either, but I'm wearing sweatpants. Very different pant territory, there.

[ He's kinda rambling again, though. That's probably not gonna be cute forever if it's cute at all. He swallows and dips to give Keith another peck, then a deeper kiss. The hand on Keith's thigh slides up a little more, until he hits the apex of Keith's inseam.

He'd do a little more feeling-up here, but... That aforementioned possibility of pinching pops into his head, and he decides against it. ]

You wanna lay down or something?