- blue eyes roaming over his form and thinking back to the night before.

She took a seat and made herself comfortable, pulling her hair from its place and working on getting it a little more dry.

Narrowing eyes up at him as he winked, a faux annoyance painted itself over her features. It wasn’t the first time she would use as much product as she wanted and if they kept this up, it wouldn’t be the last time either.

“Complain all you want, at least I smell good,” she called out, -

- out of the shower.

- off the water, wringing out her hair and then grabbing a towel. Pushing open the door, she took in the scent of whatever he was cooking.

“Smells good out there!”

She dried off her body, using his deodorant before pulling on her clothing. Wrapping her hair up in the towel, she headed -

One her hair was shampoo’d, she washed down her body, taking in the smells of him in all of it. Maybe it wasn’t the best for her hair but it didn’t matter. It smelled like BJ and she would cherish it for as long as it lasted.

Once she was all good and clean, she rinsed everything off and turned -

- nice and domestic, old feelings bubbling up in her chest.

- placing her hand under it to feel it warming up.

“Food would be great, whatever you’ve got:”

Having him cook for her may not happen again or often, so this was an opportunity she wouldn’t give up. Stepping under the water, she let it run over her hair and body, enjoying the way this felt -

Considering the night before, she didn’t mind to stand naked before him, soft blush still rising on her cheeks. She set her things aside, looking over his cabinet and picking out what she needed.

“It’s all good enough, I don’t mind smelling like you,” she called out, turning on the water and -

- of the van she hadn’t been in as far as she could tell.

- had to find him elsewhere, it would be no good. They’d already come so far.

Pulling back from him, a soft blush rose over her cheeks, moving off the bed and gathering her things.

“I think I can manage a quick shower. I won’t be far.”

It wasn’t difficult to tell where it was, only one part -

“Well you seemed to get hot enough last night,” she teased, fingers moving to trail over his chest.

Tilting her head, she pressed a kiss to his cheek, letting her lips linger for a moment while she took all of this in. There wasn’t time to waste with Leon potentially still near by. If they -

- being able to show her love was beyond words.

“Mmmm…”

The sunlight beamed in on her as his voice whispered out. She slowly forced her eyes open, fingers lifting to brush his hair from his face.

“Is everything okay?”

- and forgetting about the rest of the stuff had been amazing, bringing about an experience so similar as before but also so different. It was a part of her she hadn’t indulged in during all that time, making her feel whole again.

Even if he was something else entirely now, having him there and -

Sleep hadn’t been that wonderful in years, a deep peaceful sleep that pulled he under and brought about a good night’s worth. Tangled up with the man she had loved so damn much only years before, this had truly awakened something else all together.

Giving into the desire inside of her -

- article of clothing fell away, she pulled him in close, kissing him again and losing herself to the passion of it all.

#FadeToBlack

- her hands slid over his clothing, undoing it all and pulling it off in return. Soft fingers worked shaky, anxious to see him bared for her again. Her memory only did so much, a fog around it from the fear over the years, and sadness.

This was like the first time all over again.

As the last -

Being carried by him had her heart fluttering away in her chest, so close to him again. Laid out on his bed, her cheeks flushed pink with excitement and embarrassment. It was new all over again, the sensation of him coming close, the smell and feel of him. All of it.

Tugging him close, -

- never had never stopped. Them meeting online showed that their souls were intertwined in a way they wouldn’t understand. They were destined, even if it was like this.

Tugging on his hair, her hips rocked over him, a soft sound escaping her.

- her hands back into his mess of dark hair, she kissed him back with passion, pouring all those years of heartbreak and sadness into it. Mouth moving with his, tongues clashing as she pulled herself close to him, heat rushing through her body to settle in her stomach.

She loved him, truly she -

Though she was a bit scared, it was for many different reasons. Not just because of what he was, but what this all meant. Going this far with him was taking the chance to open all old wounds and pleasures.

“Just don’t bite me…” she teased, though she was unsure of how they might work.

Sliding -

- bit in anticipation. “I’m sure. I want this. I know things are different and you haven’t…done this before but I if I don’t follow my heart right now I’ll never forgive myself.”

- could have anticipated. From there, things just fell into place.

Maybe this wasn’t the best idea and maybe she would regret it, but everything in her heart told her that if she didn’t then she would regret that even more.

Lifting her hands to cup his face, she nodded, shaking a -

It seemed like such a short time since she felt like he was the enemy, doubting her abilities and trying to tell her what to do when he was the monster. But they had been able to work together after that, hadn’t they? He trusted her with her plans and they worked out way better than either of them -

- his neck.

She pressed her forehead against his and sighed. “I wanna test this. See what happens…”

- history class…” she teased, knowing full well he was aroused as well. She could feel him under her fingertips, pulling back just enough to finish her wine and set the glass aside.

Only then did she move to crawl into his lap, settling herself comfortably there and wrapping her arms around -

Her heart slammed against her chest, feelin his lips so close to hers, the warmth of his body was surprising this close to her. Thinking back to their almost night together, seeing the marks on his neck, her gaze dropped to his lips and back to his eyes.

“I don’t remember any of this in -

- a playful squeeze.

Bold move on his part, but she had to give him credit. Her lips curled up into a wide grin as she scooted closer to him, leaning in to whisper in his ear, breath hot against his skin as she spoke.

“Mmmmm well…the jeans make it a little difficult to tell,” she teased, giving him a little bit of -

- him over the top of her glass. “Do you excited? Like anything get you going these days?”

- as he was…but maybe he was worried considering his uh…condition.

“Me either,” she admitted with a sigh, taking the glass from him. “I’ve been too busy looking for your potential killer to really worry about things like that.”

Taking a small sip, she glanced in his direction curiously, watching -