[He flushes more at the slide of their tongues, picking up all kinds of unnecessary information with his own. It’s distracting but at the same time, he knows a little more about Justine now. He moves his hands and lets his fingers creep up her shirt a little, still at her waist but enjoying the skin to skin contact. He even lets the skin dissolve from his fingers to let him press plastic to skin, just that slight bit closer.

He could absolutely do this for twenty minutes.]