"It's not a good idea to come into a drunk man's home in the middle of the night talking like that." Michel couldn't help but chuckle, looking down at her just as she had guided. It really wasn't a good idea at all. Though he was still uncertain about her intentions in saying any of it, her increasing contact wasn't exactly off-putting. He didn't try to push her off as she moved closer to him. Instead, he pressed one hand on the small of her back, as if to keep her there against him. "If you regret this later, it's your own fault."
Their height difference still made the position a little awkward though. Bending down further to kiss her wasn't really easy with her being right there against him. He tried to compensate by running his other hand through her hair and attempting to pull her own head up closer to his. As she was already on the tip of her toes, he didn't think it would be that difficult to try.
He was still blaming the alcohol for all of this. Definitely.