[O-oh— his heart is already beating faster just from that. Diva is sweet, going slow with him, and... he really should just be calmer about this, right? There's no reason to be so wound up.
He tries to let out a discreet breath, but is any bodily function discreet with a chiropteran? Heh, he just doesn't want her to feel bad because of his nerves.
He nods, then takes a breath and slowly leans forward, letting tension ease out of his posture as he presses his lips to hers.]
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He tries to let out a discreet breath, but is any bodily function discreet with a chiropteran? Heh, he just doesn't want her to feel bad because of his nerves.
He nods, then takes a breath and slowly leans forward, letting tension ease out of his posture as he presses his lips to hers.]