Victor nodded in answer to her question, sighing then inhaling, smelling the sweet scent of her perfume. Her beauty was the most complete thing he had ever felt, experienced, on a certain level.
When her lips found his, however, it was his turn to get lost in the exchange. It was one of the most vivid things he had ever seen, akin to the dreams he had had since the days of his youth; he had never experienced such liveliness while awake, until now. Locks of blonde hair waving in the wind, grass greener than any he had ever seen, columns and arches of pristine marble, laughter that was singsong, skin that was soft to the touch, and like porcelain in appearance, lips smooth, full, warm, inviting... He deepened the kiss, though he was forced to pull away, reluctantly, by the stopping of the cab. He pulled out a note from his pocket and handed it to the driver, waving off a signal of keep the change, before exiting the cab and offering his hand to Fancy.