A large, warm hand splayed against the middle of her back, pressing her closer. His lips grew more firm against her skin, not the only thing to do so.
He groaned deep in his throat, sucking at her tongue firmly as his hand slid down her back, lower and lower. He suckled at her lower lip greedily. "M'either." No, there's always been the proper way of doing things, really. Snogging, sure, but not this hot, fast, needy rush. Maybe it was just because it'd been so long, or just that he really, really liked her. He wasn't sure. It didn't matter too much right now.