Here was that light chuckle she'd expected earlier. "Heh... yeah, s'kinda weird, huh?" Though if he really wanted to sit and think about it, it probably wasn't that much weirder than kissing was in the first place. He was pretty sure he did not understand the appeal a few years ago, and now here he was. In bed with the prettiest girl he knew, admiring the color of her kissed lips.

He couldn't help leaning in to press another soft kiss against them. Kissing didn't have to be over if she didn't want it to be. Touching either, which... She hadn't pulled away yet? She hadn't pulled away, which meant...???

"Felt good though, right?"