He tilts his face into her palms, first the left and then to the right, before he opens his eyes and actually looks at her. It seems dangerous, in a soft way, in a way that means he won't struggle as he drowns in it. Drowns in her.

"It's going to be hard to leave later." He kisses her back, just as sweet, before pulling her lower lip in between his teeth for a very gentle nibbling. "I want to make a joke about you having to chase me off with a broom, but..." He can't quite make it funny in his internal monologue.