action;
[This isn't his first time. Far from it, after that mistletoe-bot invasion, but it is the first time things just seem to... fall into place. With Lila it was wet and confusing and uncoordinated, and the bot-induced kisses ranged from uncomfortable to downright painful - none of them could really be called good and certainly not welcome.
This is different. Natural in ways he couldn't even hope to predict, and it's all too easy to go with it, dark eyes sliding shut at the first brush of her lips against his and after that it's just instinct, one hand coming up to gently cup her cheek as he pushes back into the kiss.
Not a single thought crosses his mind right now. Later there'll be plenty, but right now there's nothing.]