Herbert just stared at him, his own dark brown eyes wide, his cheeks red and his lips, too, shiny with spit. After a moment he raised his hand to wipe the back of it across his mouth, but his movements were a little disjointed - it was clear that Kurloz had done an excellent job of convincing the smaller boy that kissing was indeed a thoroughly enjoyable activity.

"Ah," he said, not sure what else there was to say. He hadn't even noticed that he'd gone hard in his pants, so focused had he been on the kissing. "Well. God."