[Would be grumpy about the smugness if it wasn't fully deserved, since he's kind of just relaxed and happy, curling one arm around him to pull him close, the other hand shifting out of his hair to curl around his chin and draw him in for a kiss, light and rather chaste despite it all]
[... And then he's laughing, softly] Well, what do you know. You do know how to walk on your knees. [No walking was actually involved but whatever, his point still stands. So to speak.]