Atlas grinned at Minerva and chuckled. "Is that all it would have taken in the first place?" he asked, leaning his head closer to hers.
"All you ever had to do was say so." He smirked and leaned in to press his lips against hers. It was gentle at first, but only for a moment. Moving one hand up, he cupped her cheek and pulled her face closer to his, dipping out his tongue to run along the boundary of their lips, wanting to push through, but wanting her to let him in.