[ Gods. He'd somehow forgotten how good it felt to have this -- to have her. His blood is pounding as she says his name in that desperate way. He drags a hand through her hair, for once not at all gentle, and his mouth grows heavier.
It's hardly the time for this, but for all the tactical sense in the world, he can't bring himself to stop taking her in, revisiting her mouth and voice and body. He's waited so long... they've both waited so long. ]
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It's hardly the time for this, but for all the tactical sense in the world, he can't bring himself to stop taking her in, revisiting her mouth and voice and body. He's waited so long... they've both waited so long. ]