Had he been in the mood to tease and joke he might've kept it to himself. Might not have said a word but would have smiled knowingly until she attacked him for want of information. As it was, Stephen was in no such mood. He was feeling far too serious to do anything but answer her directly.
"I can kiss you whenever I want," he supplied, speaking in such a tone that it seemed like his answer was quite obvious.
Stephen moves like water, fluid and swift. He sits up but still leans back and it's all kinds of awkward because his back is still sideways to her body when he tries to be romantic. A warm hand to the back of her neck urges her forward and his mouth is carefully placing pressure against her lips. The corner of his mouth upturns in a slight smile and he nips at her lower lip before settling back on her lap.
"Anytime I want," he sighs, much happier than he had been moments ago.