Seal the deal ("deal" as in mutually agreed)
You’ve hung out, you’re already sending Snapchat selfies, and you want to kiss her. Consider your setting. Where is she from? What are her boundaries? Don’t raid the fridge if she’s just offering a snack. That's a metaphor, people.
Subtle transitions of hugs, arm touching, holding hands, and dancing are great indicators of understanding whether or not she’s into you. PUAs (those creepy guys who specialize in picking up women) would call this kino. And it's not a game old people play in casinos.
Don’t be a sleaze. Let me spell that out for you: sleazing is creepy and puts out bad vibes, whether physically, verbally, or even virtually via a computer; it entails unsolicited, unwanted, and uninvited sexual behavior.
I once had a guy I had never seen or talked to grab my glute in Vegas. I proceeded to punch him in the face and report him to security to have him escorted out.
If I don’t know you, I don’t want you touching me. Period. Anywhere. Not even my hands.
However, I remember sitting in a convertible overlooking the city after a first date, and the guy just out of no where, stopped the conversation and quizzically said, “I just really want to kiss you right now.” It was perfect. Forward, polite, and honest.
I won’t speak for all women and all men to say what works in moving forward with intimacy.
Personally, if you make me look you in the eyes and I can’t help but smile, there is a reason for it.