[ There's no hesitance in the shift of his body from leaning into Lupine to sliding into his lap, comfortably sitting himself close with a breathy sigh into Lupine's mouth. He's very shortly refocused on deepening the kiss after the nip that pulls a quiet groan out of him, both hands now in Lupine's hair because who wouldn't want to touch Lupine's hair honestly. But they trail through languidly to brush his fingers against the other's scalp, curling just slightly for that touch of nails against him. ]