Peter himself could have been standing right beside them, really, and it wouldn't have mattered. Vlad had waited so long to be free of the obstacles that separated them, the things that made her hesitate and pause, and now there was nothing left to stand in their way - nothing that he particularly cared to think about, at least. Her willingness spurred him on to deepen the kiss, his hands trailing down her shoulders and back to grip her waist, wanting her as close to him as possible.
He only broke the kiss long enough to whisper name, brushing his lips against her jaw before capturing hers once more.