( wahhh... He leans in, kissing the corner of Ish's lips... )

Did you like stealing a taste of me when we shared cups? ( :3c ) ... Because I couldn't help stealing a taste of you. It was too hard to keep off you.

( His indirect kiss scheme... Fortunately, Ish is in good company, because sitting on the chair arm instead of in Ish's lap directly took so much restraint he almost just gave up on it several times during the conversation, even if it meant censure. )