In the moment they had broken apart, Ronald let out a breath. But he hadn't pulled back. Instead he had leaned in, lips lightly starting to brush down the other god's jawline and the curve of his neck. He felt the need in that kiss and there was the urge to fulfill it. After all, it would be rude to keep him wanting but--

He did stop as Watanuki pulled away. His hand lightly rested on the other's hip, thumb idly tracing the curve of his thigh. "We... oughtn't... really..." Ronald murmured, faintly glancing aside though the effects of those eager little kisses were evident with how his breath had hitched slightly.