Yeah, I'm good. As long as I'm not too heavy. [But if Zack is good, he's good.

He catches the faint blush, still glowing himself but Zack leans in slightly, so he tilts his head for a better angle. He lets Zack lead, closing his eyes as their lips meet. It's slow and sweet, Zack's lips soft against his. He lets this kiss linger a moment longerbefore tilting his head slightly to rest his forehead against Zack's.

That had been very... feelings-ful and it leaves him conflicted, their initial conversation with Rude replaying in his mind.]

That was nice. You are a good kisser. [His voice is quiet, the words practically murmured against Zack's lips.] But I... I want... [He pauses, collects his thoughts, then tries again.] You should know, before we go any further, I'm not looking for anything more than friends with benefits. I don't want you to get the wrong idea, Zack. And I don't want to hurt you. If that's not okay, we can just hang out, y'know? [He searches Zack's eyes as he speaks, watching for flickers of emotion, needing to see how he'll react.]