It was an aggressive grab, which Kavinsky didn't mind at all. He was, as ever, aware of his size, the way he filled out against Cain's palm, but that wasn't something he was going to draw attention to while Cain seemed intent on knocking the partition over.

He pressed back against Cain, pushing them away from the partition before they went crashing to the ground. His grip in his hair got more aggressive, the kiss more filthy and demanding.

Kavinsky grinned against Cain's mouth and bit his lower lip. "Is that it? C'mon."