[He feels her wince and instantly freezes. Oh no.]
Rose? Did I-- [And the rest of his question is lost to her fierce kiss.
He can't remain still for long; the ache is too much to bear after a moment. Still mindful of the wince, he begins slowly, as slow as he dares without driving himself mad. He slides one arm behind her shoulder blade, while his other hand grasps her hip, holding onto her for dear life.
This is all a dream. It has to be. Soon he'll wake up alone, still curled up in the burnt-out shell of a building. Things like this didn't happen, not to him. Not more than once, and he'd had his one chance. And then a shiver of pleasure washes over him, eliciting another moan, louder than before. No, this has to be real. No dream is this good.]
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Rose? Did I-- [And the rest of his question is lost to her fierce kiss.
He can't remain still for long; the ache is too much to bear after a moment. Still mindful of the wince, he begins slowly, as slow as he dares without driving himself mad. He slides one arm behind her shoulder blade, while his other hand grasps her hip, holding onto her for dear life.
This is all a dream. It has to be. Soon he'll wake up alone, still curled up in the burnt-out shell of a building. Things like this didn't happen, not to him. Not more than once, and he'd had his one chance. And then a shiver of pleasure washes over him, eliciting another moan, louder than before. No, this has to be real. No dream is this good.]