Vlad never usually had the time to cook for himself, and even though the last thing he wanted was for Helena to think she had to, it was a welcome change from the leftovers and takeout his work had forced him to settle for. He'd never usually eaten on a set schedule prior to her moving in either, grateful for the places open twenty-four hours. "I agree wholeheartedly."
Dinner was the last thing on his mind once she kissed him, as was teasing and words in general. His arms curled around her waist again to pull her against him, matching her fervor in returning the kiss at first before becoming bolder, his tongue brushing against hers with no thoughts of moving slowly whatsoever.