Percy did not move a muscle or make any sort of protest when she moved in and proceeded to kiss him. For a blissful moment, Percy welcomed the kiss, melting into it without regard or care. His arms slipped around her waist and he tilted his head slightly to deepen their kiss, at first savoring.
But then his passion began to rise and he abruptly broke. He wanted her so badly. "I'm sorry," he said, woefully. "This is wrong."