He liked the feeling of her knees on his hips and her feet behind him, his eyes remained locked on her own as she was looking into his. Though when she refrained from kissing him, just like he had done before, avoiding contact between their lips. He thought to himself as she let her head rest upon his forehead. He would slowly lean back a bit, easing into the water himself. Both of his hands moving up from behind her and grasping both sides of her face as she had touched his own. Not only did she want to kiss him, not only did she want to be intimate with him, but it seemed they were linked in some form or another. Despite how cold he was before, he only ever spoke the truth, his actions were always true; so why would he deny himself this little treasure?<br/><br/>Slowly he would move his head, shifting it so that his partially open lips would press against hers. His mouth was open just enough to take her upper or lower lip in, which he would gently lock his lips upon. His kiss was gentle and as he moved his head a bit, his beard was yet again brushing against her soft flesh. His hands would then slowly move down her face, clasp around her neck before moving down and grasping at her chest. As his hands did that his fingers would caress what they held, feeling every nook and cranny as they worked their way down to her neck area and simply held her at the waist.<br/><br/>His eyes were lazily open, but watching her the entire time. Alexander didn't seem to care all that much whether he was a good kisser or not, all he cared for was the intense throbbing of his heart and his second brain. Of course, he was going to hold back, a bath wasn't exactly the place for this. Plus being exposed to so much heat and blood pumping activities was rather dangerous. Slowly he began to stand in the water, his arms then wrapping around her lower back and pressing her lower body against his abdomen.