His lips were soft. And warm. And oh, so welcoming. They only parted just slightly, but he made no attempts to deepen it. 'Probably wouldn't even cross his mind,' her mind supplied, somewhat disappointed. She allowed it to continue for a while... Probably longer than she should have. This was for his knowledge, not his pleasure. 'Or yours,' she chided herself, though she was still kissing him.
He was taking his cues from her. He was copying her movements, and not one to back down, had no intention of ending their kiss until she decided to pull away. She didn't.
