He grins just before their lips meet because there's a small sense of voctory in it, and not just that but the idea that she belong to him and not just some fancy suit who couldn't fuck her in half the ways he could. HE doesn't even care about the look they're getting because he's been introduced as her brother because her mouth tastes like sweet liquor and that spicy taste that always reminded him of Raven. He groans, low in his throat and snakes an arm around her waist to tug her closer, devour more of her mouth in a kiss before he breaks it off. Grinning in a near manic fashion before he looks to the other-- Gabriel?-- again, "Pleasure, really. But I think it's about time we got going. Things to attend to," A firm squeeze given, "I'm sure you understand."