The chair was proving to be a slight obstacle, though they soon came around it, Dylan manoeuvring Helena’s legs through the arms of the furniture and around her, bringing them both flush together, chest to chest. Having a slight height advantage, Helena dragged her hands up to Dylan’s hair, tugging on the short strands as their tongues danced and collided, while Dylan busied herself with working the t-shirt off her girlfriend’s back. 

Their chests heaved together as both began to forcibly undress the other, fighting to feel flesh against flesh at last, and angling the chair against a stable support so that it wouldn’t tip over during the next hour or so. 

* * * 

“Are you cold?” Dylan asked as she placed a soft trail of warm kisses from Helena’s bare shoulder to her ear. The woman in her arms shook her head softly, eyes closed, feeling seconds away from sleep. “You should get back in bed, you’re exhausted.”

“I’m fine,” Helena insisted sleepily, forcing her eyes open as if to prove how un-exhausted she really was. “What time is it?”

“Twenty to five…shouldn‘t be long now,” Dylan whispered back, their hushed voices now the only sound in the room, the computer having put itself ‘to sleep’ over half an hour ago from lack of use. Shifting her arm slightly, halting the pins-and-needles before her entire hand became numb, Dylan grazed her fingers over Helena’s back to find a more comfortable position. The movement caused the nearly-sleeping brunette’s body to erupt in goosebumps. Smiling at this new and yet familiar texture, Dylan stated, “Perhaps we should get a blanket.” 

Instead of arguing back that she wasn’t cold, Helena nodded in response and replied, “I think there’s one just over here,” as she lifted herself from Dylan’s chest and spun the lurching chair around so that she could reach for a folded up blanket over the back of the sofa, both laughing when they nearly off-balanced and tipped over. Still smiling, Helena ordered Dylan to sit up from against the back of the chair as she caped the blanket around her, and in turn pressed herself back down to the warm chest she was so smitten with before flinging the blanket over her own back.