[ He'd been afraid. Afraid that he might be overstepping his boundaries, that he might be rejected. The acceptance comes as a welcome surprise, one he's happy to take advantage of, lingering in the kiss. His hand settles on Drift's waist, staying there even as he pulls back just far enough to murmur. ]
I'm sorry if that was inappropriate.
[ Except it's pretty obvious he's not sorry at all, since he edges back in for another kiss. ]
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I'm sorry if that was inappropriate.
[ Except it's pretty obvious he's not sorry at all, since he edges back in for another kiss. ]