[ Sarah shifted to settle a bit as he was moving, there was a moment of transactional whose what goes where before they found a configuration that seemed to work for them both without injury, but neither of them was short and the couch was not designed with this in mind. ]

[ She was about to say something about that when he kissed her again, upping the ante with it and his touch. He drew something of a pleased and happy sound from her in response. ]

I like what you're doing, a lot. But before you do too awful much more, we're not teenagers and I thought I'd remind you I have a whole bed right there. [ She pointed in the direction of her bedroom, formerly her parent's room before she and her husband inherited the house. And a room that had seen so little use too many years for anything but sleeping and folding laundry. Even if all they were going to do was make out, they'd been a lot more comfortable somewhere that falling off the edge wasn't going to be an issue.]