[Oh, a lovely surprise indeed. Ashura, for his part, is not bad either. Certainly today has helped shake off the rust. He presses up against him, making sure to cover the bases to the bot will let them go when this is over. He did not the somewhat odd taste of Owen though - it did not match, not like he thought it should. It was... different, somehow, and yet it fit him at the same time. It was confusing, but he let it pass.
Slowly he drew back, letting the kiss linger a bit between their lips before fully retreating.
Above them, the bot burst with confetti, chiming - Excellent~! Excellent~!]