Potemkin enjoyed hugging Ky against the nook of his body, but there's some quality irreplaceable in having Ky's lips straight under his own, Ky's skin behind his hand which continues to press on him through a combination of a minuscule application of his strength and a little bit of gravity.

Potemkin runs his lips along Ky, slightly opening his mouth to take in more, occasionally giving the amount of force that Potemkin can trust Ky to be able to take and return. Potemkin is reminded of what they had been doing right before falling asleep, and Potemkin's face gets a little warm at the thought. He wants to believe there is more variety to what he wants to do with Ky than that, but it's hard to turn down when it's all so good.