"Mm, well- it's not necessary," he told her softly, focusing more on the kiss than on any point he was going to make. "But in that case, you're welcome, always," he told her.
Arms held her closer to him, feeling that familiar spark between them, heat growing almost instantly. God, the fire between them was unreal sometimes. An she was still someone he wanted to talk to, to spend his time with, to share a life with.
"Mm, you like it when I get a bit carried away," he teased lightly. "I'm afraid this isn't quite as ornate," he joked, referring to the simple desk they were now perched on.