[ It feels so ... nice. He's never had anything like this before, not with someone who wanted him for who he is. The kisses settle something light and happy in his chest. ]

We can spar, just let me get dressed properly first. Your sticks are a little sharper than I'd like to feel without my armour.

[ But first: more kisses as he slides a hand into Molly's hair, a little moony over getting to be freely affectionate. ]