[He's never been one for saying things where words may not be necessary at all himself, and it suits them just fine now, as Art moves a little lower, closer against him in that kiss. It'd be an entirely relaxed move in a way, if not for the way his heart speeds up in his chest, how his breathing feels just on the edge of out of his control.
But his lips are moving slowly; if it's talking with looks that they were doing just then, there's something like words to his actions too, with each gesture now.]