"I'm surprised that you remember that, Bokuto-san," Tsukishima says, unable to resist getting a weak dig in even though Bokuto has definitely been behaving according to that statement throughout this entire encounter. A fact that's accentuated by Bokuto graciously providing him with some extra padding in the form of his shirt. He's not sure how much it'll actually help, but it is a nice gesture.

"...Thanks."

The scratchiness of the blanket against his ass is kind of annoying, but he's been too distracted by everything else that's happening to really notice: namely, how Bokuto is now looming over him, grinning down at him like he's a particularly delicious snack.

A little at a loss as to what to do next, he pulls Bokuto into another clumsy kiss. He's more comfortable with the act now than when they first started, but it still seems laughably chaste compared to what they were doing just a few minutes ago. He discreetly pushes his other hand up Bokuto's shorts, feeling the back of his thigh and gently nudging him closer, trying to get him to kneel down properly and get between Tsukishima's legs a little, maybe.