Febs felt her whole body sigh in what could barely be described as relief before the rest of her caught up to the anticipation. Everything was just as she remembered from last time, but infinitely better. There were no annoying skirts to contend with, no rocks jabbing her in the back, just the softness of the bed below her and barely any room for air between them.

Biting her lip, Febs couldn't contain the very audible moan that escaped as he finally slid inside her. Words failed her, the sensations leaving her merely capable of nodding at his words, she closed her eyes, hands coming to settle high on his shoulders while she tried to focus. Her body instinctively wanted to arch toward his, but she remembered from last time that she had to try match up with him.

Dialing down her level of desperation now that she had indeed gotten what she wanted, it didn't take her too long to find the right rhythm. All it took was a little adjustment in the angle of her hips... Febs gasped, the sound fading into a quiet whine, her hands moving to tangle in his hair and drag him down for a heated kiss.

It had been a hell of a month, but this almost made up for it.