[he follows her when she moves, eyes adjusting to keep on her face as she leans up. something warm and happy rushes over him when she reiterates she liked kissing him, because - well, she hasn't been the most reassuring about it. it keeps making him nervous.]

[he shoots her a smile like he can't quite believe she does like it. it makes him feel like he did something right.] Okay.

[but honesty. they have to be honest, even more now.] It's something you want too, right? You have not... said. About what you want. You have to tell me - something. Anything.

[he feels like he's been been suggesting so many parameters and she's just rolling with it. he knows she liked it and that she thinks she might be happy. but he doesn't want just agreement, he wants togetherness.]