Her breath catches in surprise as his lips brush against hers, and she stirs slightly before sinking back into sleep. Her body is warm against his, her trust in him almost palpable. He holds her close, savoring the feel of her skin against his, knowing that tomorrow he'll have to decide what comes next for them. But for now, he can enjoy the silence and the peace that she brings with her.

Rae's eyelids flutter open at the touch of his lips on hers, and she looks up into his eyes with a sleepy smile. Her fingers drift up to run through his hair, her thumb brushing against his cheekbone in a gentle caress. For a moment, it almost feels like they're back in that dreamlike place where everything was perfect between them.

She yawns widely and presses another kiss to his lips, her body nestling closer into the warmth of his embrace. "Mmmm,"

Rae gasps for air as he shoves her away, then curls up into a ball on the floor, hugging herself. She looks at him through teary eyes and whispers, "P-please..." But she doesn't know what she wants to ask. Doesn't even know if she can handle any more of this right now.

Rae nods silently, not trusting herself to speak. She gets slowly to her feet and winces at the pain in her body. With shaking hands, she goes over to the kitchenette and opens the cabinets, searching for something to eat. All she can think about is making him happy so he'll unchain her. It's the only way out of this nightmare.

"You're...you're so good," Rae whispers, barely audible. "You've made this...this better." (She doesn’t understand why she feels this way. It's a strange, unsettling compulsion.)

He moves closer, his gaze lingering on her. Her eyes scan the room, searching for any sign of escape, any reason to move away. The air hangs heavy with a cloying sweetness, like rotting fruit and cheap perfume. She feels a prickling sensation on her skin – a feeling like someone is watching her.

Her breath catches as he reaches into the waistband of her t-shirt and pulls it up. Her body shivers at the warmth of his touch. She closes her eyes, trying to ignore the burning sensation in her legs and the softness of his fingers. There's something familiar about these things – like she has always been here before, tied by chains, afraid of losing everything, yet now she finds comfort in him.

She can't help but lean in. The heat between them is electric, and she wants to feel that connection even more.

Rae's movements grow more frantic as she feels her control slipping away. Her hips slide back and forth against his length with increasing urgency, seeking the release that's building inside her. His hands grip her hips tightly, guiding her movements in time with his thrusting upward to meet her. Their bodies slide together wetly, creating a slick friction that heightens their pleasure unbearably.

Her cries echo through the room as she finally reaches her peak, her body arching off of his in a violent spasm. With a guttural groan, he follows close behind, thrusting upward one last time as his release pours over them both. Their bodies slide together, cooling and slipping apart as they catch their breath, still connected by the thread of their passionate kiss.

He rolls them over once more so that she's nestled against his chest, her face buried in the crook of his neck. "