When she sighed into his mouth like that, Bash groaned and broke the kiss to lean his forehead against hers and catch his breath. "Are you sure you haven't put me under some sort of spell?" He whispered. He wasn't prone to bouts of this kind of spontaneity. Outbursts of anger and physical release, sure, but not this kind of physical release.
He smiled at her, their foreheads still joined, and gave her a quick peck. "How are long are you assigned here, again?" He wanted her to learn what she needed, wanted her to be safe in the field and his knowledge could certainly help with that, but he also wanted to spend every moment that he had her in his little lab doing exactly this, and maybe even so much more.