His own eyes stay open to measure everything, able to see the excited joy and the willingness that meant he wasn't overstepping any bounds... Which was good, because he didn't think he could pull back all that easily right now. It's still such a surprise how soft and yielding her lips are, nothing like how she speaks, and he leans in to seal their lips tightly together, his free hand planting itself on the blanket so he can turn and face her completely.