"Ha. Since you ask nicely," Nike teased as he continued to hang low to kiss her, finding her lips. He took his time with his kisses, mostly because he was trying to mentally work out how he was going to balance on his two legs and one arm. He was not used to having to hold himself up with one of his hands, less he were laying down. That was different.
Finally, a few seconds in, he worked it out. His right hand ran up and down Hope's arm, then found her breast and fondled it tenderly.