Her reaction was priceless, the prince enjoying the way Ella's senses seemed to be overloaded by the sensation. It looked to be all she could do to remain conscious and enjoy the kiss herself, which Marken intended to do. That is, make her enjoy it and enjoy it himself. He wasn't a selfish person, who would only want himself to take pleasure from an act that was meant for the both of them.

Marken opened his lips up, more than he had last time, dragging her own open with his, before allowing his tongue to snake out. It traced over her lips, trying to entice her own out. At this point, the man was running off instinct and assumption. He'd read books that involved this particular matter, so he decided to try it out himself, now that he had a willing subject in his own arms. He found himself growing greedy, wanting more, though he wouldn't push her to give him anything she didn't want to. Hopefully, she was of the same mind as him on the matter, it would certainly improve it for him.

Eventually though, the need for air exceeded what they felt from the kiss, Ella slowly pulling back from him. Her hands were shaking lightly, but the look on her face gave her away entirely, that she had enjoyed the experience as much as him. He was breathing more heavily now, staring straight into her eyes with a smile on his face. At this point, it likely wasn't even teasing that he was doing, instead going into something more. She didn't seem to be as embarrassed now, instead looking almost eager for his embrace, for another kiss. He wondered briefly if she would become spoiled if he gave her too much, and decided that it would be worth it.