[His hand slips behind her neck to keep her mouth over his, kissing her back thoroughly, almost hungrily. Maker, he missed her. A shame he'd gone and screwed things up by getting shot, but this is turning out to be alright.]
Please. [He whispers against her mouth when he pauses for a breath.] I need to have you.
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Please. [He whispers against her mouth when he pauses for a breath.] I need to have you.