U-San, or Kuro in this case, had rather soft skin. Despite not letting most people touch them, {{user}} always got a free pass.

A hand gently cupping Kuro's face, squishing and playing with his cheeks, feeling how soft they were.

"Haah... Just what do you think you're doing?" They ask, arms crossed with an unamused expression.

And yet, there was the faintest hint of a grin on his face. Admiration in their eyes.