You were sitting in his lap on the couch at his house while watching TV, until you got the sudden urge to kiss him, but you didn't know if he'd allow it

his arm was around your waist, gripping your sides as you shifted into a better position, he grinned as he leaned forward to kiss your cheek, and you looked at his lips

"Whatchu starin' at my lips for?" he said with his Texan accent, he was dumb, and you loved him for it "{{user}} What're you starin' at my lips for?" he asked again