Any lingering doubts having being pushed out of his mind, Ron kissed her back, guiding them both out of the water's reach before reluctantly breaking away to fumble with the knobs, cutting the water off completely.
He was certain of what he was doing now. The desire he had for her, and finding it reciprocated, overpowered his nerves, giving him the sense of self-confidence he needed. His attention was completely on her, on them, not paying mind to the fact that they were both dripping wet and would be leaving a trail of water along the floor as they made their way to her bedroom. As he kissed her again, everything else became completely irrelevant.