Sinead could tell by the shiver the touch sent down her spine, that it was the first time Tanis had run her hands through her hair. It made her breath hitch, exhaling a muffled laugh into the kiss and Tanis' smile. It was a silly differentiation, truly just one touch among others, and yet Sinead never wanted Tanis to move her hand.<br/>As the kiss came to a natural end, both women grinning too widely to sustain it, Sinead relaxed her stance and instead allowing herself to sit down onto Tanis' lap. It lessened some of the height difference between them, better allowing Sinead to look Tanis in the eye.<br/>For a moment, Sinead just beamed at her, thrilled that they were here together; then, after what felt like a prolonged silence, Sinead finally spoke.<br/>"Move up," she urged her voice giddy rather than demanding, hands dropping from Tanis' hair to her waist in an encouragement. Doing her part to ease the task, Sinead shifted, once again standing up on her knees, one slotting between Tanis' thighs to improve the other woman's mobility to get herself properly onto the bed.<br/>Sinead was still grinning when she added a more girlish, "Please, love."