Oh, how unusually tender for what they'd come to know of each other thus far. Everything the previous day had been almost a rush. Ozzy might have wondered if lust alone was the fuel for their actions, yet these moments silenced any assumptions. Alas, there was another truth to the matter. Even if not powered exclusively by lust, carnal desire was omnipresent in its own right. Those gentle touches and little pecks could only be fleeting as arousal began to claim two souls within this sitting room. The simple matter of Nikki claiming his lap the way she'd done was enough to raise loins, but her hips were already beginning to move. So close they were─ close enough that the discarding of a few articles would leave them melding together. Ozzy's gentle grip became something more akin to a clench, fingertips pressing into Nikki's skin as the sharpness of his inhales joined the ferocity of his heartbeat.

That 'good morning' would be lost to the world in an instant. Mostly, it would receive no response due to how quickly their lips were brought together again. Oliver couldn't complain one bit. No, all he could do was match that desperate clutch with every fiber of his being. Tension coursed through his every muscle, aiming to release itself through both groin and lips as the latter retaliated against Nikki's mouth. It was so strange that such a thrill could come his way when in the company of a woman and fully clothed. If it was ever going to be someone to bring about this eventuality, though, of course it would be Nikoleta. This was a proposition at base. Did he ever have an opportunity to turn it down? He wouldn't have done so anything, but something about Nikki's approach here was... not quite demanding, but certainly commanding.