Tristan moved his hands to brush at her hair, his palms caressing her cheeks as he pushed her hair back from her face. Cupping her face in his hands, he pulled her down to his lips, her mouth warm and inviting. There was no biting back the groan of pleasure that rumbled in his chest as he tasted her, the taste of beer mixed with something that was all Sev. Intoxicating.
The slight weight of her small body on top of his, did even more to bring certain desires to the forefront. Her hips were alluringly pressed against his in all the right places. His fingers tangled in her hair as the kiss was deepened, his tongue gliding along her lower lip to ask for entrance but not demanding it. He was gentle with her because she was important to him, because her friendship meant so much more than his male desires for her body. A part of him would always be attracted to her physically but if he had to choose one or the other, he would always pick their friendship over the sex. It was just nice when both were being offered.
Breaking the kiss, his lips moved along her cheek to her ear, his tongue darting out to her earlobe. There wasn't a lot of space between the couch and the coffee table but at the moment he wasn't noticing, nor did he notice the unforgiving hardness of the floor beneath the threadbare carpet he was laying on.