The embrace seemed too familiar for something that was so new. Tanis knew just how easy it would be for her to get used to kissing Sinead, never wanting the embrace nor the kiss to end. Her head was spinning from how much she had to stretch to be able to properly return the kiss and the ease with which Sinead wrapped her arms around her, speaking to how much she wanted it as well.<br/>Tanis’ hands left Sinead’s hips, instead they trailed up her arms, wanting to confirm that it was all really and actually happening somehow, before they landed on her shoulders. This made it easier for Tanis to stretch up, only just touching the ground with the balls of her feet.<br/>Part of her was convinced that this was simply a dream fuelled by her exhaustion and the adrenaline in her system, however Sinead felt so really against her, their bodies pressed together in the dim light of her kitchen, so Tanis knew that she couldn’t be making this up.