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held her close to him, as if he could tell that's what she needed most. His lips travelled from hers and down along the side of her neck, savoring every taste of her skin. She could tell that he was trying to make up for the way he had grasped her so roughly. But , he had not hurt her. He had been so careful not to.
    When he swept her up into his arms and carried her to her bed, she felt that intense thrill wash over her again. Neither of them spoke, as words might sully what they were feeling. It was more than a need for each other's bodies. It was a need that had ignited the moment they met eyes in the bar. It was a need to be near each other, in a spiritual sense.
    She felt his hands travelling her body, between her thighs, over the slope of her stomach, to softly stroke over her nipples. He was careful with her breasts, knowing how harshly they had been treated earlier in the day. He gently peppered them with better memories, of his lips, of the soft push of his tongue.
    She sighed as her fingers found his hair and swept through it, smoothing it back from his eyes, so that she could see him clearly.
    He looked up at her, and the spark they had been feeling became a flame of knowing. This was not a romp in the sheets, but a dedication to one another, an expression of gratitude for finally finding each other.
    When he slid his hand beneath her lower back and cradled her gingerly, she knew he was ready. She welcomed him, and the joining of their bodies was more intense than she had ever experienced. She felt as if she could feel every subtle nuance of him as he stroked inside of her, and her hands trailed down over his chest and arms. She knew what he had been through over the past year. She knew what those animals were like. And yet, they had not broken him. He was still willing to protect the innocent. She could not think of a more amazing testament to who he was than that.
    As their bodies fell into a rhythm together, she could feel the sweat gathering along his skin, she knew that he was engaging himself fully, and filling her as he did. She moaned out her approval and he gasped for breath and control. But there was no need for holding back, and her bucking hips tried to communicate that to him. Soon, they were lost in that endless sensation of passion, that inspired their bodies to move and their voices to cry out without thought, without hesitation. His lips found hers and they locked one another in a heavy kiss as they crested the unbearable passion that flooded each of them.
    He collapsed beside her, and she curled into his arms. No matter what had led her to him, no matter what horrible things had occurred, she was incredibly grateful to be wrapped up in his protective grasp and hoped she would continue to be. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and her lips gently. He kissed her as if he was afraid he might never get another chance to, and they lay together in her bed, for the entire day and night, demonstrating again and again their adoration for each other.
     

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