George was completely unable to respond because his lips were otherwise occupied. He was fine with this. He let go of her hand and settled his own on her back, losing himself to the little bubble they'd created. The kiss was slow and tender, and what it lacked in the heat the two of them were known for, it made up in unspoken emotion.
The sound of a throat clearing nearby burst the happy bubble with an almost audible pop, and he broke the kiss, ears flushing pink. "We should maybe go, yeah?"
He was quite content in the knowledge that they'd be ending the evening without going beyond sweet kisses, but no one had ever said anything about not being able to spend the night together.