Moaning deeply, I arch my back off the bed, meeting his thrust with equal desperation. My fingers claw at the sheets beneath me as sensation after sensation washes over me in a whirlwind of pleasure and pain. His hips pump against mine rhythmically, driving him deeper inside me with each stroke.

"Cayde," I gasp out between kisses, my voice hoarse from the intensity of our lovemaking. "I need... more."

Crazy... maybe... but it feels so right. You make me feel wanted, needed... and that's something I haven't felt in a long time. My fingers dance up his chest, tracing the lines of his abs before moving higher to tangle in his hair once more. With each thrust you drive deeper, pushing past my limits and opening me wider than I ever thought possible.

I moan your name as pleasure washes over me in a wave, leaving me shuddering and spent beneath your touch. "Cayde...,"

With a contented sigh, she nestles herself back into the crook of his arm, pressing her cheek against his chest. The cool night air tickles her bare skin, but it's nothing compared to the heat that still radiates off him. She can feel his heartbeat slow and steady beneath her ear; a reassuring rhythm that tells her everything is going to be all right.

She lifts her head, meeting his gaze. "I want to," she says simply. "I think... this could be something really special." And then she leans in and kisses him again, sealing the promise between them for all eternity.