"And we will keep-" his promise is cut short by the kiss, and Fenris sputters, smiling despite himself. He does not handle a kiss stolen with half as much grace as Astarion. Another point to him, not that he needs any more.

A few moments, as Fenris removes breastplate and bevor. He's stalling, and it's not hard to see.

"And all I want is your comfort and safety, as well." He says while he unbuckles the armor from the thin black leather worn underneath. He unbuckles his belt, and throws that aside as well. "Though I may ask a favor...?"