She kisses him.

Nishi couldn't resist. Sensuous lips pressed to his, parted, tongue slipping through and seeking a tongue to dance with, a mouth to dance in, and finding...a wall of lips and teeth. After a long second she pulled back to meet a quizzical stare from blue eyes. "Why would you do that?" He asked incredulously.

Her black eyes flicked down over his duralexx covered body. It left little to the imagination, including the fact that he was obviously, almost painfully aroused. "We're engaged." She said. When that seemed insufficient, she continued. "And I'm sure you kissed your Mommyslut."

In fact he had, though more...affectionately than passionately.