Oh, there was no question as to whether or not Lee had wanted things to progress. He just hadn't felt like something like this should take place on a couch. He would not be phased at all at getting called old fashioned; he wanted everything about this moment to be as right as it could be, given how much he'd wished for it since he met Cheyenne. It was just a good thing that she seemed to want it just as much, her movements confident in a way that he had only experienced in flashes. It was a heady feeling to be touching her in such an intimate way, the grip he had on her hips firm and gentle all at once. The soft caress of Chey's fingers over his lips and cheek had him closing his eyes briefly, the sensation so different from the way her lips felt against his. The smile that moved over her face was startling in its beauty; Lee had seen a great many smiles from Cheyenne, but nothing could prepare him for the way that smile went right through him, making his knees feel like water. Four words echoed the three he'd murmured in a voice that he'd never once heard come from her lips. His lips parted and his expression was one of slightly dumbfounded excitement. Lee had not known that she could have sounded so...so sure. The kiss they shared after their reciprocated profession of love built into a wild thing, Lee's tongue moving to part her lips roughly to taste her mouth.
The simple act of Cheyenne arching her body forward against him had Leland digging his fingers into her hips in appreciation, the breath from his lips coming out in a groan to match the gasp of sound she made. The feel of her legs wrapped more tightly around him had him shuddering on top of her, his hips fighting to keep a slow pace even as he felt as though he was too excited to contain himself. The warm feeling of moving inside of her was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before and it made his eyes fall closed, one hand moving to brace against the headboard to keep himself upright. At the same time that he felt Cheyenne trembling underneath him, he ground his hips down a little harder, unable to resist the urge once he heard her moan. Lee leaned down to press his lips against the smooth side of her neck, grazing her skin lightly with his fangs before he could stop himself. Something about the act brought back all those feelings he'd felt the first time his lips had touched her neck and he felt his hips moving a little faster, his mouth finding Cheyenne's. The kiss he pressed to her lips had regained a little bit of the frantic energy he felt, the sensations building steadily between them. Every touch and sensation was heated, vibrant, like they were making love in a sunlight field. As much as Lee loved the warmth and the sun, it was not too far a stretch to say that he was fighting to keep control over his pace. He felt a shuddering groan working its way up to their joined lips, his whole body feeling like it was aflame.