[He likes that edge, at least, and slowly responds to it-- indeed taking his time, but slowly deepening the kiss and its intensity, responding to Keith in turn. Hey, if you fell in love with his brand of patience, then he fell in love with your brand of passion.
Which is to say-- he's kissing him deeper and pulling him in closer, more flushed against him, the hand brushing down his back wriggling up under his shirt to trace along his spine absently.]