Chase feels like he's running on autopilot now that he's being kissed like this, able to melt back into it and feel like it hasn't been any time at all since he's kissed a woman like this. He feels like he needs to take control, but he's enjoying himself too much to do anything but fall into the kiss, tumbling backwards on the bed as he coaxes Obi-Wan on top of him, hands roaming all over this new, borrowed body.