It was so easy to forget what Caleb really was when all he could see was that soft, loving expression staring back at him. Even after all this time, he still felt that frightened instinct to recoil from the pure admiration from his partner. But now it was easier to hush, and to simply let himself feel a bit of simple happiness. Especially with what everything happening, Ambrose's reckless streak became more prominent then usual.

Ambrose breathed heavily once he pulled away, his mind straying from the subject to other things. Of course Ambrose knew it would be best to probably pick himself up and arrange to meet up with the group. But instead he let his gaze rest on the shape of Caleb's lips. 

He leaned back in sync while Caleb crawled over, settling back into the couch. He gulped, appreciating Caleb's straight forwardness. In truth, Ambrose struggled to push down his insecurities, even with someone he knows would not be bothered by them. Ambrose, somewhat hesitantly, wrapped his arms around Caleb's neck, anchoring himself to him. He basked in the feeling of Caleb pressing kisses along his jaw, and then making a sound of approval once both their lips connected. 

"Well," Ambrose said, pulling back briefly to breathe. "Personally, I could waste a [i]lot [/i]of time with you." He paused, unsure, "Do you want to..?"