It's all she can manage -- touch is suddenly much, much more important, a pleasure after only enduring it for months. Her hands are holding him close, running through his hair, lifting his face so that she can look at him and kiss him.
She's shaking, so much that she feels sure she would fall if he weren't there.
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It's all she can manage -- touch is suddenly much, much more important, a pleasure after only enduring it for months. Her hands are holding him close, running through his hair, lifting his face so that she can look at him and kiss him.
She's shaking, so much that she feels sure she would fall if he weren't there.