The way she looks down to his lips, and the words she says, are all the signs he needs, and he doesn't plan on wasting the opportunity. He feels his heart hammering away in his chest and feels a little silly. How many people has he kissed in the past? This can't be that different, and there's no reason for him to get nervous about it.

Except it is different, though he can't really pinpoint why in the moment. He doesn't linger on the thought. With a slight tilt of his head, he presses his lips to hers, pulling her more firmly against him while his hands smooth up and down her back. Her scent is even stronger when they're this close, and he aches to know if her lips will taste just as sweet.