Febs felt like her entire body was on fire, a slow intense burn that threatened to consume her. She finally surfaced from the kiss, gasping for air as she tried to rationalize just what they were doing- or rather going to do (or not) tonight. Despite the desire running through her veins, she still wasn't sure she wanted to take it as far as they could right here, right now. She had never really put much thought into how it would happen, but that dream gave her some kind of idea.

It has hard to slow down, and admittedly she didn't quite want to, but she also had come to realize just how long they'd been there and she was running on borrowed time. She leaned back in kiss his cheek and pressed a few light kisses down his neck as she moved to rest her head on his shoulder in an effort to calm her breathing. "I think we're running out of time tonight." And though this was certainly not how she'd expected the night to go, she was not complaining.