Laurie moaned as Dan pulled her down, breath shallow between their kisses, hands sliding up to play in his hair. He was warm beneath her, solid, his chest lifting with each breath causing the hairs to tease flesh. There was a tenderness in the slower pace that was so often missed with more frantic couplings, such as the first time they'd made love in Archie's chair. With that memory in mind, her hips shifted slightly as she groaned; the new angle had him rubbing all the right places as she moved atop him.