Winston could only gasp a little as he found himself swept up into the others arms. It felt rather like a dream as Winstons brain went hazy. His fingers tangled up into the tendrils of Nattys hair that settled at the nape of the others neck.

He didn't want to stop. But he also needed to breathe eventually.

He didn't pull away when their lips fully parted and he looked up at the other, starry-eyed. He could not even find words to speak.