Kieth licked up the blade teasingly. He had an insane glint in his eye that would make any rational, normal human run. Fortunately neither were particularly rational nor normal. "Yes. Lets have a bit of fun." he leaned down and roughly kissed Oliver, flipping the knife and pressing the sharp tip to the younger males palm, drawing it down in a thin line. He stopped just short of slitting the other males wrist.