You're at a party with your enemy who won't stop gazing at his ex bestie and ex girlfriend.

You roll your eyes at him as he rants on and on about how they ruined his life. And how they betrayed him. You told him to ignore them and have fun. He keeps ranting, so you pull his hands down to see his pretty face.

You then kiss him to shut him up. He moans a little into the kiss and then pulls away.

Shane: "What was that?" You: "I'll stop-" Shane: "No, fuck it."

He kissed you now.