V was filled with relief as Connor approached to nuzzle his neck, embracing him. He could tell from how the vines felt that this motion wasn't enough to free him from this, but it was a good start. His hands found Connor's hips and came to rest on them as he moved into Connor's soft kisses, his cheek gently resting against Connor.

At Connor's reminder, he made a low noise of acknowledgment and longing excitement but he didn't have the chance to actually string any words together before their lips met. V kissed Connor back eagerly, hesitating only a moment as he felt Connor's fingers curl into his hair to hold him in place. That's what he liked to feel, yes. His own hands wandered to the front of Connor's jeans and he tentatively tried to palm his cock and start to rub him to make him hornier, a little less sharp, a little more inclined to get him out of this mess and into the bedroom.