Breathe.

She catches the echo of his thoughts and makes herself listen as well, taking a deep breath and loosening her grasp. He's trembling slightly and she slides her hand up and down his back, up to into his hair, blunt nails dragging lightly across his scalp.

He pulls back a little and she nearly pulls him back down, but resists the urge when his big hand touches her face with a tenderness that makes her smile up at him.

All of her life was spent searching for a home, a place where she truly belonged, and she's found it in him. They've been through so much together and now they're here, connected as much as its possible for two people to be, and nothing has ever felt so right.

She lifts her head to press a kiss to his mouth, relaxing her desperate hold on him. After another shuddering breath, she rocks her hips a little and groans, arching her back as he moves inside of her.

"You can move," she tells him, reaching up to push his sweat-damp hair away from his forehead to tuck it behind his ear. "I want to feel you."