I kept my hands on Dan's shoulders, his arms around my body. I brought them to his head, running my fingers through his hair. I scratched gently, pulling him as close to me as I could.
I started to slide my hand down his neck, Dan groaning against my lips. My other hand drifted to his waist, pushing him against the side of the sofa. He put his hands against my chest and I remembered how he didn't like his neck being touched. I moved it to his waist before pulling away, sighing softly.
I adjusted my glasses, wiping the small string of saliva off my mouth.
"Sorry." I said softly, quickly becoming embrassed under Dan's stare. I glanced down to see his hands grab mine. I looked back up, Dan giving me a small smile as he fiddled with my hands.
"It's fine." He responded, leaning closer to me. He brought my hands up to his neck, exhaling softly. Dan grabbed onto me again, reconnecting our lips.