5. French Kiss.
Iris is pretty sure it’s an accident when it happens.
They’ve only kissed a few times and it’s always been gentle lip locks, but they’ve never gone as far as that.
She surprises him, no big deal, it’s not his fault. His mouth is half open when it happens and it surprises them both. What’s meant to be a quick kiss before he bounces off to work turns smooth and heated when his tongue touches her teeth.
He’s caught even more off guard when she shoves his back against the door, pinning him to it. It’s a good cover up, making her look like she’s done it all on purpose, and the soft squeak that emits from his throat causes her to giggle when she pulls back.
Iris smiles up at him and smooths her hands down his chest, “Not bad?”
“But not bad?”
“At all,” he shakes his head, “No, no, not at all.”
Iris licks her lips and leans in to kiss him a little more chaste, “Good.”