He pushes me back and I settle on the bed, making myself as comfortable as possible with him pressing me down. I like it though. I like him being all encompassing.

It's like how when we were TaJaDor together, only more, and less, and more. And I can't articulate. Only kiss him in return, and grip at his hair.

"Want you," I murmur against his lips. "Only you."

I sigh. I lift my hips. I gasp.

"Always."