Longer.
That moment when you realize you are doing something very bad and you should stop came at the worst point for Liz.
Red up against her with her back against her bedroom door and her legs wrapped around his waist.
His lips were everywhere, marking her with little red circles claiming her as his and as a reminder that she traveled down this path with him.
"Red." Liz moaned even though she was trying to tell him to stop.
"Red." Her voice clearer than before caused Raymond to stop and look at her, his face clearly showing his irritation that he had to stop. His mouth was set in a line telling her without words to tell him what was wrong.
"We can't. It's..."
Her words were swallowed by his lips capturing hers once again. It wasn't a deep kiss, his lips just sat on top of hers in a reassuring way. Their was a spark the second their lips met and Liz couldn't deny how good it felt and the desire that flowed through her again.
Red was the one to pull away, his eyes searching her face.
"Did you feel it too?" Liz asked in a small voice.
"I have always felt that, when I look at you, when I hold your hand, when I touch the small of your back, when you give me that smile... I have always felt that. It just took you longer to find it."