He felt like he was falling down the rabbit hole. Feeling her pressing against him felt like an explosion of colors, his hips raising to press against her. Her skin was so warm under his fingertips. Everything felt electric, the colors that were exploding behind closed eyes, and the feel of her soft skin against his palms. He kept raising them, bringing the sweater with him.
When his hands came up to rest against her shoulder blades, he broke the kiss with a ridiculous smile. "The air feels super charged," he whispered, unable to speak any louder in that moment. She was so close, why did he need to speak louder?
Raziel dipped his head in then, pressing a kiss just under her jawline. "We should turn on some music," he murmured against her neck.