[Even he's not so dense as to miss out on this signal, and he leans in to the kiss. Not only that, but he'll move to pull her towards the bed, seating himself and guiding her to his lap. There's still that tentativeness to his movements, like he's waiting to see if his actions so please her. But even then, it's clear he's affected - his wings folded against his back quiver pleasurably, to say nothing of the soft sounds he makes into the kiss at the feel of those nails.]
Re: Day 460, evening