And suddenly, Fjord found himself being kissed, his eyes going wide and his grip around Seivarden tightening a little, mostly in shock.

He wasn't a bad kisser, necessarily, but he was definitely a startled kisser, and a relatively inexperienced one. So, while Seivarden seemed to be aiming to make the most of this, it was about all Fjord could manage to not make the worst of it.

He was so fucking confused.