There's a hunger here from his side, too, yawning wider the longer they do this. One of his favorite things in bed is enthusiasm, the more unbridled the better, and he has a bad habit of just going along with it regardless of his feelings on wherever else that enthusiasm leads.

(There's probably a joke here, that all he really needs is for someone to need him. There's probably something unexamined there he really ought to pick apart. But, honestly, it's never much mattered and it's hardly surprising or strange to want to be wanted, after all.)

He likes touching and Bruno clearly likes being touched, so it's a simple thing to do more of that, concentrating more on the path of his hands and the warm skin under them than the kiss, though he does keep up with the kiss as well. It's just secondary to getting Bruno to all but unravel for him with just the sweep of his fingers.

He navigates to the bed mostly sight unseen while he does, topples them down onto it with an aim to not just crush Bruno, but with little other care for how they end up otherwise. The point is to move closer, tangle more together.