[He answers with a little "mm" of agreement, distracted by the body underneath his hands. But then he pulls back a little, taking Lust by the hand and leading her to the bed. He unbuckles his pants and lets them hang loose off his hips as he moves to tug down Lust's, kissing at her shoulder gently. After she's out of them he nudges her back towards the bed, urging her to lie down.

He remembers the way they'd touched hands at the cinema, and how foolish he'd felt upon realising he was attracted to her. He never would have dreamed he'd be here, with his hands and lips on her. He debates asking if she feels okay, but he doesn't want to break up the moment with too many questions.]