[Mature Content. This chapter had explicit sex scenes and details and was only suitable for adults.]
Olivia lifted her hand once more, slowly this time, to prepare him, and as she stroked his face, She leaned forward and kissed him. It was soft, barely a kiss at all, but the gentleness of it spoke to their pain, their fear, their love.
There were places he touched that were sore, muscles that ached, and as he passed over them, she took a breath, releasing it slowly between her lips.
When he moved to her shoulders and arms, his expression was hard, his mouth tight. she lifted her hand to his face, water dripping from her skin. She had no words to offer yet their gaze was enough to calm his raging heart.
"I want it. You want it." She whispered again, not letting him go when his grip tightened.
"This is.."
"... my way of holding you. Holding our dreams." she held his stiff hands tightly and moved it between her thighs.
