Those hands move up his back and Keith is entirely too ready to leave any bed assembly until a later date. But then Shiro is pulling back, and Keith is left staring up at him in a few lingering seconds of confusion as to why the kissing has ended.

But Shiro is speaking, and he forces himself to pay attention, focus on the words. There's a moment where he's clearly at war with himself, but better sense wins out in the end. Shiro is right. If they start, it's not going to stop, and they should talk. So Keith takes a breath and nods.

"After," he agrees and forces himself to step back -- not far, not out of reach, but far enough that he can't feel Shiro pressed against him because his brain will work better this way. "I'll try to be patient," he adds, with the faintest start of a grin trying to turn the corners of his lips upwards.