Being met at the door is a welcome convenience. K shuts it behind himself and wastes no time in closing the remaining distance between them, reaching for Tech Boy's hip with his free hand, gripping it through the thin, silky material of his robe. The unusual texture gives him a moment's pause as he rubs his fingers against it, liking the way it feels.

"It's always for you." Letting his coat fall open now, he urges Tech Boy forward with the hand on his hip until their bodies are gently pressed together, soon followed by their lips as K leans in to kiss him. It's brimming with affection and a restrained sense of urgency just beneath; he's in no particular rush, either. He's smiling when he pulls back and lifts the bottle to show Tech Boy. "So is this. You want a drink now or later?" His expression turns thoughtful as he notes, "Something smells good... What is that?"