The creases suited him as he smiled. Likewise, it had been a while since she could see his face properly. Being pulled close helped, leaving Grell with using her free hand to balance herself with the shift. Her eyes flutter closed once at the brief brush of their noses, half lidded at his acceptance before closing again once their lips meet.

If there were truly poison passing between them, then it would be happily taken. The hand holding back his bangs slid to the side, allowing silver strands to fall to their original place. It did little to disturb their lip lock, as it had been quite some since such affections were bestowed upon her. Grell gave a hum of content in response.