[His own hands settle on brushing firmly along his sides just wanting any contact in reach as though they're not fully pressed as much as they can be, as though Shiro's movements don't make him groan soft into his mouth and lead the kiss at that same level until the need for air wins out. Even then, his lips are still brushing over Shiro's between breaths, opening his eyes to look at him like there's nothing else in the world but him.]