Freya's arms wrapped around his neck as his arms wrapped around her thin waist. A smile tugged at her lips as her thighs moved to straddle him. The kiss was long, warm and eager as she pressed her lips firmly to his. Her hips rocked against him but feeling the material of his pants only brought forth an aggravated moan.

"Sitting makes it so much harder to take off your pants." She complained breathlessly as her fingers moved down the front of his chest and began to slip between the folds of his pants. Zippers felt like jigsaws when you were desperate to get through them.