Hey, if she had a Thing for arms around her waist, that suited Kanan just fine. Almost as well as the kissing suited him, really. Especially kissing that involved biting, because he wasn't here to be disappointing right out of the gate, after all. And with a certain amount of shamelessness, a certain amount of forwardness was bound to follow.

So, kissing back. The bitey sort, at that, as Kanan contemplated the many fun and varied ways to help her get more comfortable.