Hyacinthe didn't really know what counted as 'nerdy' or not, but what little he saw before his arms were full of Xanthippe seemed like it was more her than at Fandom. More lived in, perhaps.

But then she was there, in his arms, and he was devouring her mouth like it had been three years since he'd seen her, not just one. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, seeking entrance and his hands caressed up and down his back before gliding down to cup her ass, tugging her closer.