Drawn in closer to Sadie by his hands and the natural instinct to mirror her in leaning closer once he looks up, Benjiro softens his breathing as their foreheads touch. The weight of his shyness is not enough to pull his gaze away from her, lost in the nearness. When she shifts back only to return with her lips taking his own, a jolt stiffens his frame in surprise...only to melt the tension straight away as the passion bleeds through the contact and rouses an eagerness in him. Eyes closing, Benjiro is swept into the fiery kiss with his thoughts consumed in the pleasure.

Only when the kiss has ended does he remember to really breathe, left a little lightheaded and with hands unsteady. The purr is so loud, the sound surrounding him and covering the rain. It keeps his focus on her all the more narrowed. Fighting an outright grin down to a smile, he pieces words together into a response, "...you make it sound so simple, but if that's all you need then..." Nothing more needs to be said to it.

Allowing the quiet to linger, to simply exist in a moment of bliss, he waits a good minute before settling on a new question to pose to her, "How um...how often do you purr like this?"