The magic dissipated as his hand was moved away. He blinked at Angel's counteroffer.

"...I warn you, I don't have much experience in this field. You should know that from our previous one. But if that will ease your mind..."

Before Angel could say anything, Alastor reached up, pulled Angel's face down, and pressed his lips against Angel's. It was clumsy and he probably applied a bit too much force for this purpose but he wanted Angel to know he was serious.

...And on some level he did wish for a "do over" for that drunken kiss Angel had given him last week. Something in his head to help pretend that perhaps at this hotel was something he'd always wanted but never gotten, not even in life.