There was a soft noise as he was pulled down, not quite a sob, not quite a laugh, but he was smiling into the kiss either way. If anyone would have called him amazing like that, he was pretty sure, somewhere, that he would have denied it and been embarrassed. It was easier to accept from the person laying under him. Especially when he felt so floaty as he did right then.
Hands came up on either side of Joseph's face, that smile staying on his lips where it had been earlier, even with that hungry kiss. "You are." Gently pushing himself down, just a little, Rhys set his head on his lover's chest, face tucked into the side of his neck. He couldn't have gotten up even had he wanted to. Where this had started a something rougher, it had turned sweet and cuddly. Not that he wouldn't want the rougher bits, of course, but this? He wouldn't trade.