She sighs a little, and kisses him back, her hand slipping back into his hair. Sweet, yes, and tender, at least at first, although there's a hint somehow of the chaos she could cause in his life, if he let her.

After a moment, she pulls back, meeting his gaze. And then she leans in again, and kisses him again, and while it's still sweet and tender this time it's more than just a hint.

And Eris stops, and pulls back again, completely this time, shutting her eyes and covering them with her forearm, leaning back against the arm of the sofa.