Faster. Faster. He's moving faster and I find myself meeting his pace. Then going beyond it. I start to set the pace. I'm not confident that I won't hurt him, but I can't force myself to hold back anymore. I'm still careful, I'm just... slowly losing control.

"Eiji," saying his name always feels so comfortable, and in this context I need that comfort. That familiarity. My eyes are still stinging, and it's getting harder to see Eiji with any sort of clarity. He's all blurry, but he's still there, surrounding me. Making me feel needed and safe.