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The kisses made his mind and heart all aflutter. Richard had the tendency to fall faster than the pull of gravity so the fact that he was hanging onto every kiss and every word she said like Delilah was Merlin's gift? Not entirely surprising. Still, he was utterly smitten, no matter how drunk he happened to be, and he would have followed her lead anywhere.

Richard gasped and fretted when she stumbled as she tried to walk and snog, but was relieved when she walked it off like it was nothing. Granted, he would have been first in line to take care of her ankle if she'd sprained it as a result. Taking care of people was what he did and taking care of people he liked was even more common. Especially when it came to women, which is why he was used to just being their friend and was gobsmacked anytime one showed him affection.

Richard's eyes never left her as they made their way toward the VIP area. He was in a sort of tunnel-vision mode and Delilah was getting a healthy dose of his open gawking. He even pinched himself a couple times before they made it to the other room. This sort of thing did not happen to him, ever.

Seeing her stumble as she tried to sit, Richard's smile fell and he instinctively reached toward her though he hand't even attempted to move between the couch table yet. Of course, she easily landed on the couch and quickly took off the shoes while he nearly had a heart attack, which he attempted to cover up with another smile though there was a flush going up his neck and into his ears. He decided not to attempt the same as she had and he took a seat toward the end of the couch before scooting toward her, which had to look ridiculous, but he'd preferred this to tripping and landing in her lap like a complete berk.

"This is quite nice," he replied as soon as he'd sidled up aside Delilah.

Richard was then leaning-in and slipping an arm around her to hold her close for a kiss -- a noisy peck on the mouth. He then smiled as he met her gaze and his free hand came up to graze his top knuckle under her chin, making her head tip.

"Is there anything you need?" he asked quietly and his eyes searched her face, attempting to give her an out or a break if she needed one because Richard was very much content with snogging her for the time being.