"Even still, were we going only by the times we were awake, it has still been years," she was done waiting, though. She truly was, and...

... Well a moment later Futo was kissing her instead and she could only relax into it, accepting and reciprocating now that things were much calmer, the tempers had cooled. Futo wasn't quite as frustrated.

... And Miko could keep pushing this along to its logical conclusion. In a calmer, gentler way.