[Skaters are always the best to lift up. Skaters and cheerleaders. Chris will be holding Phichit nearly level to his own height, a little higher even, kissing upward to catch the man's lips. This time it's not so slow, more open mouth kisses right away, his tongue pressing experimentally to try and meet Phichit's, tracing across the sharp of the man's top teeth.

Since he's not supposed to be wasting time, he'll walk them slow and steady toward the bed. Once there, Chris breaks the increasingly passionate kiss abruptly. He tips Phichit back with a lack of control, but it's fine since he'll land with a bounce on the mattress, Chris falling along with him with a grin. Definitely don't do that while still kissing, that's how you clack teeth!]