Alden shut his eyes for the duration of the kiss, not even surprised when felt a small lick before feeling Abir's forehead pressed lightly against his own, his black wavy bangs caught inbetween.<br/><br/>His eyes slowly opened to be greeting with Abir's. It didn't take him long to see the desire in the prince's eyes.<br/><br/>"...do you get drunk easily? Or could you really not help yourself?" the collector asked softly, removing his hand from the prince's chin to gently comb his gloved fingers through their long, golden hair. He wasn't sure what possessed him to think that such an action was appropriate. But then again, Abir seemed to have a way of quickly breaking down the collector's boundaries.