"Wasting my options? No, I'm taking my time. And we have all the time we need." Connor smiles, circling V like a hunter circling his prey. Once he's behind him he rests his hands on his hips, fingers feeling over his stomach where the vines have his shirt riding up. "You're the one who's impatient."

His fingers slide down the outside of V's pants, and he rubs his fingers over where he knows his clit is underneath them, teasing. The vines seem to respond favourably to the little bit of Manna they're making in the process, wriggling. "Though it's true, I would like to be kissing you."