Lorenz smiles softly, blushing harder but he nods ever so slightly in return. Then he shifts a little, scooting closer, fingers tightening on Claude's. This is the first time he's initiated anything beyond that first awful, panicked kiss during the game. He's, perhaps, a little too cautious this time. Brushing his lips ever so lightly against Claude's. There's a strange moment when he gasps lightly as though shocked at his own behavior...

Then he presses his lips more firmly to his, savoring the warmth of him. Just a simple press of lips and warm affection and his hand comes up to brush his fingers over Claude's hair. But even if it is soft and simple it's still so much more than he'd ever imagined. He'll linger as long as Claude allow him.