Claude, suddenly awakened by her passion, returned the kiss, both of his hands going to her hips as a smile crossed his lips. It was as if his hands couldn't decide to stay at her waist or down on her thighs. He would lightly use his claws to trail up and down teasingly, careful to avoid touching her rear end, or to let his fingers go too far around the backs of her thighs, but to tease her none the less. He poured out his passion for her into the kiss as his tongue pushed her mouth open and explored it. Claude pushed up against her body, as he suddenly felt even more passion for her, as if trying to phase through the tub and embrace her. His mind was full of doubts, but he wouldn't stop anything unless she asked it. The sweetness of her kiss threatened to drown him, but he could help but want more. He had felt lust before, but to feel true love for someone was the best feeling he had ever had, and the feeling of her returning that love was beyond bliss. Lost in their kiss, Claude almost slipped up and let his claws lightly drag up her backside, but caught himself just in time. He couldn't help but think it was funny that he almost messed up. Deciding to place his hands on the back of her thighs and simply keep them there to avoid any other possible mistake, his inner forearms pressed against the sides of her rear.