Lily smiled, then reached down for his hand, linking her fingers through his. Then she drew it up, above his head, pinning it gently against the pillow. No matter how hard she worked, no matter how strong she was, she knew there was no way she'd ever be able to really hold him down, but she wasn't trying very hard, wanting only to show him what she meant. Shifting, she leaned over him a little, keeping her hand on his, keeping it above his head.

"Sort of like this. I can touch you, but you can't touch me," she said, then kissed him, soft and slow.