He's smiling too by the end of it, unable to help himself. It does feel good, but he didn't think it wouldn't. It's not his first kiss, so he isn't surprised by the physical pleasure he gets feeling her lips on his. What surprises him is the gentle eagerness of it. It's the kind of kiss only she could give, and that makes it something special. He's eager to respond as she presses forward again. He angles towards her, his hands moving to hold her hips. He wants to pull her into his lap, but he doesn't. He doesn't want to startle her, even if the way she presses against his lips seems more eager than before. His tongue flicks across her lips, seeking entrance as his hands begin to pull at the fabric of her shirt.