Impressed with his Apparation skills, Rose pulled his head down for a deep kiss to make up for the discomfort of this form of transportation. Purring into the kiss, she unwound her legs and slid down his body, pressing close against him. “That’s what housekeeping is for,” she grinned against his lips, then brushed her nose against his. “I like your laugh. ‘S sexy.”
She kept her arms around his neck, her lips against his and her body pressed as close to his as she possibly could, when she took a step backwards in the general direction of the beds. “It’s like you. My gods, Rolf,” and another step, one hand caressing down over his shoulder, over his amazingly sculpted torso. “You’re so amazing and I really don’t want to go slow any longer.”