action;
[He doesn't resist the tug of her hands, simply gives in, logical thought once again flying out the window at the press of her mouth. He'd expected something more hesitant as they began again, but was surprised and pleased by how demanding she was, as if trying to make him forget about the short conversation that had just occurred.
It worked flawlessly.
He pressed her down into his bed as her arm pulled him in, one hand moving up to entangle in her long, wavy blonde hair, cupping the back of her head, while the other ran over her hip then under her thigh, hitching her leg around his waist. He only wished there wasn't still fabric underneath his palm.]