He grinned at that, and it might have also seemed like he was a bit too eager to initiate the kiss. She didn't have to say it again, because he had already leaned down towards her- and gently he pressed his lips to hers.

Amakusa had always bragged about kissing girls before, but he could never do such a thing- since that would mean a pact with another person he didn't really like. He smiled against her lips when they continued to kiss, he felt his stomach doing backflips at such a thing- he didn't think just kissing Ange would be enough to make him this... happy.

He wrapped his other arm around her, pulling her even closer to him, deepening the kiss by using a little more force against her. He could feel it though- that magic flowing through them, and he felt something hot on his wrist. It was most likely... the Ushiromiya crest, being carved into his skin. He was hers now, and he needed a marking of such. Even so, he never broke the kiss.