The floating feeling took on a whole new meaning as Elias lifted her off the floor. She was too lost in him to really notice, hold tightening instinctively. All of their waiting, the patience and restraint had served its purpose, Daff knew, but she was relieved to have to exercise none of those things tonight. They had all night tonight and Daff wanted to take her time, to savor every minute.

A whine nearly escaped her parted lips when he set her back down, though she was amused by her new vantage point, she was not thrilled with any distance between them. Thankfully she didn't have much time to protest, letting her head fall to the side at the feeling of his lips on her neck and a hand in her hair again. There was a rush of want through her veins, pooling in her chest as her heart skittered to an erratic beat.

Daff bit her lip to contain the sigh and the following grin. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his jacket briefly, unable to contain the sharp inhale at a particularly sensitive spot. She was trying to keep some of her wits about her and not get completely lost in the sensations, but it was admittedly difficult. Sliding her hands down, Daff worked clumsily at the buttons of the jacket. Finally she managed to get them undone, slipping her palms underneath to get it out of the way, letting it fall wherever it may. One layer down, many go to.

On that train of thought, she found his hand at her waist with one of her own, leaning back as she moved up another stair. Her other hand went to pull her skirts up and out of the way as she pulled him with her up the quick flight of stairs. That was all she had the patience for though, even the short hallway would have to wait a moment as she pulled him in for another kiss.