You were hatched pretty damn close to perfect, he thinks, but he can't bring himself to say a line that corny.

"I always forget you guys are hatched." Is what he supplements with, because he is a master of foreplay and other such things. He happily watches as she makes herself comfortable in his lap and he has absolutely no objections to it. He winds his own arms around her waist, and leans up into the kiss.

If the first time was good? The second time is even better. He can appreciate the more subtle aspects of the kiss like the way she tastes and how goddamn soft her lips are. He has no idea how he managed to pull a babe like her but he's not going to let himself fuck it up now. In a daring move, he's going to ease his tongue against her bottom lip and see how it goes down.