Asterion had gotten more bold with kissing as well. Before Erato, his experience had all been people he had paid to sleep with him, so he had never known if he was actually any good at any of it. Erato had helped him work out ways to make sure she was enjoying herself as much as he did. And that was really important to Asterion.
She felt so good in his lap, and one of his hands went to her hip. There was such a vast difference in size between them, that his hand covered most of it. His other hand slid upwards into her hair, as he deepened the kiss.