[It's certainly exciting for Levity too, as he shifts slightly on top of Absinthe, bending down some more, his own breath picking up. Absinthe asking permission voicelessly to kiss him is... kind of cute, honestly, and Levity can't help nipping at his lower lip in response as another playful way to establish dominance.

A part of him starts worrying about whether or not he's been denying Absinthe air for too long, but Levity at least trusts the other man enough to let him know if that was the case. And surely he can hold on for a little while more, yes?

Levity kisses Absinthe again, parting his lips this time, soft and inviting, to let the other man deepen the kiss if he wants it that much. There's a hint of fond smugness to that thought; it really is nice to be in control, to be able to choose whether to give Absinthe what he wants or not.]