Anya returned the kisses and her back arched a bit into his hands. A soft moan came from her as she pressed her hips against his.

As much as she wasn't thinking about anything else but the feel of his mouth and hands, a small voice in the back of her mind wouldn't be silent. With as much willpower as she could muster she pulled her lips away from his.

"As good as this feels, we either need to stop or find a place a little more private." A couch in the rec room of the Avengers mansion was definitely not the place for what was inevitable.