She blushes rather apparently and you're suddenly struck with the realization that she had a lot less confidence when you understood the underlying heartfelt confession behind her actions. A very faint grin appears and her ears splay back the last half-inch they could. You feel her heartbeat speed up as your intentions sync and to your elation, she chooses to give in to her affections. She leans in a bit but hesitates; you cover the distance her confidence couldn’t and peck her sweet lips. The opener returns her appetite and her slender tongue rolls out to tenderly meet your mouth. You remind her that she’s always welcome by returning the favor—wetting the fine hairs of her maw. Your noses press against each other and you savor your shared air as you alternate your affectionate gestures. There’s no sense of urgency, the knowledge that either one of you could intensify it if they desired made you content to enjoy the gentle pace.