She didn't tense or flinch from the action, and instead seemed to advance as much as her manners would allow. It pleased him she did not act like a shrinking violet, and was satisfied she had come back out of the uncertain shell she wore before. He prolonged the kiss as long as was proper, parting with a brush of lips and then retreating back enough to smile.
"Was that satisfactory, milady?" He was nearly purred the words, more from amusement than swagger.