If there was one person who could make him actually shut up for a moment, it was Mikaela Banes. He would tend to lose all verbal function when he was around her at times anyway. It was like a switch in his brain, that when he was around her his ability to actually speak began to dwindle. Like she had some kind of a freaky power over him or something. The ability to render him more or less useless in his brain and verbal power. When she seemed to pause, looking like she was considering giving him another chance or not, he felt the brief bit of joy he'd felt rising in his chest earlier when she kissed him, begin to plummet. Maybe he'd gotten his hopes up for nothing. She'd realized once she kissed him she didn't want to be kissing him or something. Or maybe because he didn't actually react moments ago, she thought that he didn't want to kiss her. Shitshitshitshit. He hoped she wasn't thinking too long..!
"What can I say? You didn't give me much of a warning..," he defended, because for all he knew, she could have been pulling him to her, to hit him or something for getting her into this mess. He had no idea what was going through her mind, after all. But this time, when she pulled him to her this time, he knew what it was about. And her damned distracting lips wouldn't keep him from actually kissing her back this time, either. Okay, maybe her lips did distract him just a little. But after that momentary lapse, his arm came around her waist (that was probably the slickest move he could even manage right now, because he was too busy thinking about how he was kissing Mikaela Banes) as he kissed her back. His kiss wasn't as hard as hers was moments ago, because he had nothing to prove, but it didn't lack in showing that he'd wanted this for a really long time. He'd pretty much fantasized about this moment once, twice, or maybe even five (or a hundred) times in the past, and it was going above and beyond the times he thought about it.