This was more like the afternoon Lee had been expecting with Tarin's appointments being cancelled. She had been hoping to just come home after the restaurant and just spend some extra time together. This Lee had figured would happen at some point, but hadn't been a completely necessary thing.

Lee was not going to complain, though.

Lee shuddered slightly as she felt Tarin's one hand moving back into her hair as his other arm wrapped around him and pulled her closer. But with how they were sitting, closer was a difficult thing.

Lee moved her now free hand to wrap around Tarin's back, fingers slipping slightly under the hem of his tshirt.

Then Lee had an idea. Closer was very good, but closer was not happening so well with how they were sitting. So she decided to change that. Turning slightly, Lee leaned back to slowly lay down on the couch, her hands behind Tarin's head and back gently pulling him with her.

Well, maybe they weren’t going to figure it out. At least not quickly. That was fine though. They were kissing and Tarin shivered just a little as Lee’s hand slipped up under his shirt, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Lee was a problem solver though, and within moments she was moving on the couch, then laying back while pulling him with her. Tarin was more than happy to oblige those gentle pulls and followed Lee back, never breaking the kiss but shifting slightly to the side so that he didn’t squish her.

Now they they were properly situated it was much easier for Tarin to tighten his arm and bring Lee much closer than she had been before. Smiling against her lips as they continued to kiss, Tarin couldn’t help but tease, ”And you wanted to look at recipes…”

Not that Lee was expecting him to fight her on this, but Tarin moved with her easily as she laid back on the couch. And as they shifted around, Lee's hand moved a little higher on Tarin's back, her fingers slipping further up his shirt.

They continued kissing a little before Lee felt Tarin pulling back enough that he was able to speak, though he was still close enough that she could feel his lips moving against her own with each word.

Lee smiled. "We still could," Lee murmured, giving Tarin soft kisses between each word. "We could try a stew…or salmon…or…lasagne…"

Lee really wasn't interested in looking at recipes, and the kisses she was giving Tarin as she spoke as well as the feel of her hand on his back was distracting herself as well.

What had they been talking about? Why was Lee bringing up hearty meals? Oh right, cooking. He’d been teasing Lee about her suggestions of things they could do and she’d absolutely matched his energy.

None of the things Lee was suggesting sounded particularly easy to make though, Tarin idly thought as they kissed, a bit surprised he was thinking about anything at all.

’I mean…if you want….” he managed to say, squirming a bit as Lee’s hand moved higher. Giving Lee one last kiss, Tarin broke from her lips and kissed down her jawline to the little spot under her ear for a moment before pausing. “We can totally stop and break out the cookbooks…but my vote is for staying right here...” he said, kissing that spot under her ear again, ”Or here…” he said, kissing her jaw, ”Or here.” he said kissing her on the lips again.

Lee smiled when she felt Tarin squirming as her hand moved. If she wanted? Lee most definitely did not want to. She had just been continuing the game that Tarin had started.

But then Tarin started kissing along her jaw, and Lee shivered as her fingers moved up and into his hair.

Cookbooks? Why was he…oh right. But unless he had bought something and hadn't told her, did Tarin actually think that there were any cookbooks in the apartment?

Then Tarin was kissing that spot under her ear and a small noise escaped as goosebumps spread down Lee's neck.

"Here's good," Lee said after a couple of moments. "Very good."

Lee’s hands in his hair always pretty much shut off Tarin’s brain, he didn’t know why, but it was absolutely a thing. Now was no different and by the time he made it back to kissing Lee’s lips any thoughts of cooking, cookbooks, recipes, food, oxygen…pretty much anything were gone.

Luckily Lee was on the same page and as she said that right where they were wasn’t just good…but very good, and that little sound that she’d made…

”Thank god…” Tarin managed to mumble and it was his turn to slide his hand down Lee’s back and side and then back up under her tank top, fingertips trailing over the skin of her back.

Lee barely heard what Tarin said in reply. She was already diving in for a deeper kiss as she felt his hand running down her side which caused her to shiver again.

As his hand slipped under the hem of her tank top, Lee gasped slightly.

In a way, it was almost like she felt less when she wasn't siphoning. And when she wasn't expecting it, physical contact when she wasn't siphoning was often shocking.

Then there were times like this. Lee wasn't siphoning, so was missing that sensation from where Tarin was touching her. Yet as his fingers moved up the bare skin of her back, it almost felt like electric tingles were staying across her skin from the contract.

Somehow, it was almost too much, and yet she wanted more.

Lee let go of her group in Tarin's hair and moved her hand down his back, grabbing his shirt with both hands, starting to pull it up.

With every shiver as his hands moved, every little gasp as his fingers trailed over Lee’s skin, Tarin lost himself a bit more in the kiss. No, it wasn’t just the kiss, it was her.

A few minutes before they’d been chatting, teasing, joking around about whether or not they should do a puzzle or bake or something and now it kind of felt like that thing was happening where what Tarin wanted actually went well beyond want.

Lee’s hand left his hair and Tarin almost whimpered in protest until her hands started pulling at his shirt. It was easy enough for Tarin to pull his arms from the sleeves and then it was gone and he was diving back into the kiss, his own hands working to get Lee free from her shirt now.

Fair was fair.

For the second while Tarin's shirt was being pulled over his head and he dropped it on the floor, Lee let her eyes drop down to look at what she was able to see of his chest. Lee knew that Tarin had only worked out for years to help with control of his powers.

But damn, the results of that was very nice to look at. And Lee did, her lip finding its way between her teeth, until Tarin leaned down again to kiss her.

Lee could also now feel Tarin's hands pulling her shirt up, so she squirmed and shifted to help him move the fabric between her body and the couch under her.

As soon as her head and arms were free, one hand went back into Tarin's hair at the back of his head, pulling him in for another kiss, Lee's other hand moving to his back to pull him closer.

Feeling Tarin's chest pressing against hers as she pulled him close, Lee shuddered, moaning softly into the kiss.

It had been a hell of a day.

Getting rid of the objectively stupid clothing in a less than accommodating space aside (at least there hadn’t been any buttons) it was shaping up to be a hell of a night.

He might have caught Lee looking after he got rid of his shirt, he might not have, but suddenly Tarin thought that maybe working out was totally worth it even if it didn’t do a thing to help with his powers. Hadn’t they maybe talked about that earlier? It had been something like that, when they’d been….

Lee’s hand slipped back into his hair and this time Tarin did stop thinking all together.

Oh yeah. It was going to be a hell of a night.