( it's a good answer, sara thinks, one that she's content with going forward. going beyond eudio, going back to the waverider. the past may not have been kind to them and their what-could-have-beens, but the future has possibilities.
she kisses him hungrily, teeth dragging at his lower lip as her palm draws over his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt again, hips grinding in time with his. there's probably too much clothing between them right now, even with the top half of her bare, but sara's actually pretty content to take things slow, prolong this tonight. )
Good, ( she breathes against his mouth, feeling herself flush from his touch, from the friction between them. ) Good.
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she kisses him hungrily, teeth dragging at his lower lip as her palm draws over his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt again, hips grinding in time with his. there's probably too much clothing between them right now, even with the top half of her bare, but sara's actually pretty content to take things slow, prolong this tonight. )
Good, ( she breathes against his mouth, feeling herself flush from his touch, from the friction between them. ) Good.