Suzaku is no so experienced in kissing, he's never kissed anyone when he's not been under the influence of some drug or other and he still kisses with a teenagers enthusiasm, and lack of real skill. But he goes slowly, naturally letting L.L take the lead.

He is filled with need and want and L.L's fingers in his hair feel better than anything ever has done. He blinks as the kiss is broken, but there's no sadness this time, it's apparent that L.L is not pushing him away.

He shifts to make sure that L.L is comfortable as he swings his legs over him and then tips his head back as his hair is pulled. He made a noise of agreement, though he couldn't think of anything that L.L would do that he would dislike. It didn't seem possible.

Except asking questions, he blinked at the question. "Um..." How long? Well it felt like forever but perhaps it had just been a few moments? Did it matter? L.L was beautiful, that was something he had known for a long time. But someone who he could kiss? That was a new revelation.

"A while... Since..." Lucifer's island? Before that? He wants to ask the question in reverse but he daren't.