Victor lets out another gasp as she rubs. Oh, that feels goooood. . .but she's not repulsed? She's -- oh, this cannot be right, no matter how wonderful it feels. They should stop, even if that's the last thing he wants --

And then she presses it, and it's like the sensation is amplified a hundredfold. All thoughts of stopping leave his head as he pulls her close and crushes his mouth against hers, the (now larger) bulge in his pants rubbing against her upper thigh.