The smile is heartening to the heartless demon and Kuro returns the hug with perhaps some over zealous vigor. Careful not to break his Little Mouse's ribs he lets him go when prompted, not completely removing his hands, but enough for Aoba to not be squished. He wishes Aoba would look only at him but doesn't take it personal when the little angel looks away to talk. He can't help the smirk that comes to his face at the mention of halos and chuckles softly. “We can't let Misha find out. He'd start a collection of them, or at least try.” Humming softly he gives the smaller male a little hug, silently assuring him that he would be going around telling everyone about the halos. He does however take a moment to glare at Kyou so he knows that he is to keep his mouth shut as well. The young demon's headwings flatten against his head and he nods in terrified understanding.

Feeling Aoba settle back against him Kuro delights in the feeling, burying his face in those lovely chestnut locks. Breathing in the smaller male's scent he hums happily, letting himself relax and holds the angel gently. At the mention of needing a new shirt and Dani finding the blood he growls slightly, still not happy about the accidental wound. 

The growl is short lived however as his hand seeks out the wounded spot.  His fingers trace over the spot, glad to see it's healing well. His hands don't stop their trek immediately however and he finds his hand wandering over Aoba's midsection and up to his chest. “You've actually gotten a little more muscular since you've come to earth.” he murmurs absentmindedly, running his fingers over his chest and collar, getting a little lost in his exploration of the half bare angel in his lap. It isn't until he catches a flutter out of the corner of his eye that he realizes Kyou is watching intently and that once Aoba catches on to that he'll probably call an end to his exploration anyways soon enough that he lets his hand drop down so he can hug Aoba around the middle before letting him go.

Standing up, he settles Aoba gently on to his feet and pulls him into one last kiss before looking towards the barn entrance with a faint smile. “You head in and get a shirt, I'll grab the bloody one and get rid of it. I'll meet you out by Mama and Otto?” Without waiting for an answer he takes them both down to the floor of the barn in a hop, setting Aoba on his feet once more with a cute smirk on his face.