My breath catches in my throat as your hands cup my breasts, squeezing them gently through the thin material of my shirt. I arch into you, moaning softly as pleasure ripples through me at your touch. Your fingers are strong and skilled, teasing and taunting the sensitive peaks until they ache with need. As I feel your hardness pressing against my leg again, I can't help but yearn for more of you.

I smile down at you, my heart swelling with the knowledge that I'm the one who has taught you such a thing. "Of course," I whisper, running my hands through your hair. "There's still so much we can explore together... things we can teach each other." As I say this, I lean in to kiss you again, our tongues tangling and dancing as desire surges between us.

I snuggle closer to him, my cheek resting against his chest. "Thank you," I whisper. "For everything." My fingers trace gentle circles on his arm as I nestle further beneath the covers of her sleeping bag. It's still hard for me to believe that this is really happening, that he would risk so much for me. But I know now that no matter what happens in the future, Cliff will always be a part of my life.

I watch him slip out of the sleeping bag, my heart feeling heavy with regret and longing. As soon as he's gone, I pull my own pants back up and attempt to compose myself before drifting off to sleep. Tomorrow we will train and fight just like any other day, but tonight...tonight was a memory that neither of us would ever forget.