Even as Lex kissed him just as passionately in return, he couldn't ignore the lighthearted feeling in his chest. Anatoly had agreed and while Lex could sense the anxiety, the trust never ceased to astound him. "It'll be perfect." He said, kissing Anatoly's forehead. "I promise." And he would do everything in his power to make it so, but at the moment, kissing Anatoly to make him relax again seemed to be the perfect idea, complete with both hands running through his curls.