luckyscience

[From here.]

He doesn't need much urging to follow her lead. Sweeney has some plans of his own as to where they end up, and he sees them situated where he can stand on the bottom while she's still got plenty of room for floating.

Urging her back against the wall, he slides one hand down her thigh to her knee, encouraging her to hook it around his hips again. Sweeney's other raises to cup her head at the point where it meets her neck. Leaning in, he nuzzles at her and nips her ear.

[From here.]

Just the thing. Sweeney's all too happy to answer the kiss, hungry with the high of her wanting. He parts from her only long enough for his grin to blossom wide against her lips. That. That's what he wants. Her aching in need. He can feel it pull at his skin, the echo of his magic and its connection to Greed.

Returning to the call of her mouth, he wraps one arm around her waist and the other beneath her hip so he can lift her in front of him. If she wraps her legs around him, that's ideal. But if she doesn't, that's not a problem. They'll get where they're going either way.