Lee’s hands kept going, sliding up Tarin’s chest and as he pulled her closer and leaned down for that kiss she wrapped her arms around his neck again.

Now they were back where they’d started in the kitchen and Lee started to move again, pulling Tarin towards the bed with little steps that were surely safe even if they were kissing while they did it.

Lee had far too many clothes on for the occasion, Tarin noticed with a bit of chagrin considering they’d just had the perfect opportunity to remedy that situation and had missed it, and now they were kissing again and would have to stopkissing again to fix things.

It wasn’t the worst kind of problem to have, but it was a problem.

Oh well. Tarin’s legs hit the bed as they moved and down he went, pulling Lee with him. It was going to have to be a problem for later because right now he was doing exactly what he wanted to be doing and he wasn’t going to stop.

The bed wasn't far. That was the reason that Tarin had pulled her along to the bedroom in the first place.

What Lee hadn't been expecting was for Tarin to fall onto the bed, pulling her with him.

Lee couldn't help the slight giggle once they'd landed on the bed. "You just had to ask if you wanted me on top of you…" Lee mumbled against Tarin's lips, not pulling back to be able to speak clearly before she went back to kissing Tarin.

Slowly Lee pulled an arm out from behind Tarin's neck, placing her hand on Tarin's cheek.

And just like that, they were on the bed. Lee’s little giggle as Tarin pulled her down on top of him made him grin and when she spoke he had to grin even though that was a difficult thing to do while kissing.

”This was faster…” Tarin mumbled back somewhat incoherently, his hands returning to that whole thing where they’d slipped up under Lee’s shirt and were running up and down her back.

Lee moved her arm and Tarin wanted to protest, the way they were laying and the way Lee had her arms wrapped around his neck had her stretched out against him in the most delightful way, but when her hand stopped against his cheek, Tarin sighed happily against Lee’s lips.

Tarin had to think he hadn’t exaggerated in the least when he’d told Lee, more than once, that she was his most favorite place to be. It didn’t matter what they were doing, or how they were doing it, if they were together he was happy.

He could be happier right now though, he decided, even though things were pretty great. This time when his hands slid down Lee’s back he grabbed the hem of her shirt and worked it upwards, intending for it to end up on the floor…where it belonged, instead of in his way.

“Clothes are still stupid.” At least he hadn’t seen a button in ages.

Tarin's reply that it was just faster to fall made Lee laugh again. That was true, they had hit the bed, with her on top of him, quite quickly after she'd started them moving again. And while it had been faster, and this time it hadn't been a problem, they probably should stop falling like this before one of them actually did get hurt.

At least that's what Lee would have been thinking if her mind was capable of that complex a thought at the moment. Tarin's chest, and his lips, and now his hands slipping under her shirt again and sliding up her back were far too distracting for real, rational thought.

And Lee was loving every moment. As always. Because, somehow, it did seem to keep getting better every time. Even it at the moment they were still only just kissing.

As Lee felt Tarin's hands sliding higher, felt the tugging against her shirt, Lee shifted and squirmed slightly to try and make it easier for Tarin to actually push her shirt off. Though at the moment she refused to break the kiss.

Lee laughed when Tarin pointed out that falling had simply been faster. Hadn’t she said, numerous times, that she liked it when he fell for her? Tarin really did hope that was the case, because it wasn’t the sort of thing that was going to stop any time soon.

Unfortunately, they now found themselves in a bit of a predicament. Tarin wanted Lee’s shirt gone, but Lee didn’t seem to want to stop kissing to accomplish that task. This resulted in the offending article of clothing being stuck half on and half off. To be honest, Tarin wasn’t particularly interested in breaking the kiss either…so he just kind of gave up on the shirt for the time being. It was out of the way for the most part and Lee was more than capable of handling the rest on her own if she so desired.

That whole thing sort of managed Tarin found himself wondering if buttons wouldn’t have been easier in this rare situation. Huh. Weird how that worked.

Hands free of the shirt for moment, Tarin’s hands found their way into Lee’s hair because they really tended to like to be there and until that shirt was gone they really didn’t have a whole lot else to do.

It was another problem. Another problem for later.

After a little bit of time, Tarin's hands moved from tugging at and pulling up her shirt and went back into her hair. Lee shuddered slightly as she moaned into the kiss. Lee couldn't explain why it felt so good when Tarin did this, it just did.

The problem with not breaking the kiss when Tarin had been trying to pull her shirt off was that it was…kind of but not really off, which was not only uncomfortable, it was actually more annoying than the necessity of having to break the kiss.

Reluctantly, Lee pulled her other arm from around Tarin's neck before finally breaking the kiss and pushing herself up slightly. And very quickly pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it somewhere away from them in the room.

"Now…where were we?" Lee asked, a smile on her face before leaning in to kiss Tarin again.

As soon as his hands tangled into Lee’s hair again she moaned and shivered and Tarin felt that shiver as surely as it had been his own. This was why things just kept getting better and better. Instead of things getting less interesting as time went on, it got better. They knew each other more…better.

It was all just so good…but then Lee was pulling back from the kiss and Tarin frowned in consternation at the action…until he realized that Lee was simply moving so that she could finish the job that Tarin had started a few moments before…which necessitated him removing his hands from her hair.

Where were they?

Lee leaned back down so they could kiss and Tarin rolled, careful not to squish her or break the kiss as he did so…the other way had been good but this was somehow even better. ”Here seems about right…”

Lee didn't even really notice the frown on Tarin's face because first her shirt was in the way, and then she was already leaning down to kiss him again.

As her lips touched Tarin's lips again, Lee knew that this was exactly where they had been. A very wonderful, amazing feeling place as they kissed. Except a moment later, Tarin was moving, they were rolling. Somehow managing to roll them both so he was on top of her without breaking the kiss.

Lee took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Tarin, shuddering again as she felt his weight pressing against her.

But then Tarin broke the kiss to speak. Lee grinned up at Tarin. "Here is perfect," Lee breathed as her hand moved up Tarin's back and into his hair. Here, like this, was absolutely perfect.