One of Cia's arms wound around his waist, pulling him closer to her as she deepened the kiss; her tongue slowly snaked into his mouth, and she let out a soft, almost innocent sound against his lips.

She paused, for only a moment, to shift her position; she straddled his hips, settling her weight on his lap lightly before she pulled away.

"Do you want more?" Her voice is husky, quiet, and filled with a rare hint of passion.