Her legs are still around his hips but just to keep her where she is, because thank god, she's got the strength to do it, to hold herself up. She kisses him slowly, deeply, and it's love, there, and there's more of her in that kiss than he's felt before. More than the first time, when they were in the observatory almost a year ago. More than two weeks ago. It's her, it's the fire and brightness and passion, and him - the dark and intensity and patience, and she's almost lost in it.
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