His fingers barely ghosted over the other god's waist, slowly sliding up his back as he deepened the kiss. He shouldn't be doing this... he should be trying to sort things out but it felt right. Oddly.

Perhaps it was his half asleep haze that drew him in more but part of him wanted to be here, wanted to be kissing someone -- this someone, in particular. And it's what had him taking that second kiss... and a third... and one more to have his lips ghosting against the other's even as he kept an arm around his waist.