[He's not warm exactly, but warmer than she expected. It made sense though. Rock isn't metal. He's also not as smooth as Colossus which she's glad for. She doesn't want to feel like she's kissing him.
She tilts her head carefully, avoiding the hair which seems to swoop around all over the place. Coming in closer she slowly presses her lips to his. The slow isn't for savoring or lingering on the kiss. It's just a precaution.]