Davin's hips still as the guy's suddenly touching his mouth, and he's struck a bit dumb as he meets his eyes. He resists the urge to pucker his lips, but only barely. He blinks a few times and then lets his expression go warm and flirty again.

"I'm here t'help." He takes his pink paint out of his pocket and gets a bit on his finger to dab on his lips, and then leans forward to kiss the guy's cheek, leaving a perfect print of his mouth in his wake. He pulls back with a lazy smile, mouth smudged and glowing, a bit swollen from the kissing he's done so far tonight. "Ah, there y'are. Now you're fittin' in nicely."