Her kisses were so delightful. He'd come a long way since he first met Bridget, and then being around the twins, it made him feel more human in a way, less the ascetic saint. But that's how the people who believed in him were, right? Just regular people with loves and lives and hardships like any other.
And Rhiannon's lips on his were soft and nice, so he found the desire to kiss her back, closing his eyes and leaning into it, his hand resting on her waist (over the shirt of course!)