Mm, y'just seem... hm, relaxed? [ He wasn't quite sure how to describe it, but he tried after he licked his own lips. ] Usually when I kiss someone they got, dunno, kinda like a fire in 'em. You're all soft 'n sweet.

[ His grin came back, as crooked as ever. ] It's sexy. I mean, I like the fire too, but... what you got goin' on, it was makin' me horny 'n I can't get horny right now. Every time I try I get, mmh, I feel sick. My heat's messin' with me, it'll pass in a few weeks. [ He gave her another gentle kiss, then eased off again. ]

So I wanna kiss ya but not get too randy 'bout it... that alright?

I like kissing-- [ she shrugs, saying it like it's not that big of a deal. Kissing doesn't always have to lead to more. Kissing can just be kissing. So as he goes on, she can't help but smile, nodding a bit.]

We don't have to kiss if it's making you feel bad... [ she murmurs after he kisses her, her hand moves to smooth over his shoulder gently.] I don't mind doing whatever.

Feels good. [ Mostly. ] Just stop bein' so cute, okay? [ He joked before he resumed that kiss, determined to show her how much he loved it- without going too fast or deep. He kept it slow, explorative and gentle because it helped to keep him from getting too riled up. It was kinda nice too, not rushing into anything with someone.

He just made a private promise to himself that the moment he felt better, after he made it up to his baes and bros, he'd chase after her and show her a really good time. ]

I can't help it if you think I'm being cute. [ Okay, keep it lazy. She could do that. Keeping herself on the bed, she doesn't do much in the way of pressing herself against him, she simply lets him guide his own body, kissing him back slow and sweet, letting her hand stroke along his cheek and neck.]