He’d expected to be shoved and possibly stabbed immediately, especially since Valkyrie was well aware that he’d probably enjoy it and that ambiguity had been a feature of many of their interactions. He had absolutely not expected her to kiss back, let alone so... enthusiastically.

When her shove separated them, he slid one hand up a leg to settle at her waist. Some encouragement - and an objectively fantastic kiss - was more than good enough to convince him to push his luck a little further. “I’m not sure about that. I may need to check again.”