His mouth against hers is only awkward for the first few moments as they kiss - though his mind is firmly entrenched in the spell and the story that they have woven with this 'practice' ritual, his muscle memory takes over and she will notice a wave of 'calm' sweep over his senses, his nervous energy becoming less 'spiky' as he relaxes into the kiss and her touch.

This is Kreyu, this is your partner, your mate, you are safe here, you always have been.

His movements do not fully reflect his inner self, as he moves to settle his hands on her waist, fingers skating nervously over her ribcage. Her breasts are so very close to his hands and he wants so badly to touch her...

(His heartbeat picks up again, as do the nerves.)