Gods, she tasted so good, so familiar, so much like her. He'd missed this so much.
"I think you're stronger than you think you are," Atlas said with a small smile. Moving his hand from her cheek to her waist, his thumb stroking slightly.
He sighed and nodded, resigned. "But if you don't think you can do it, I'm not going to push you anymore. I don't want to hurt either of us anymore."
Leaning in, he kissed her cheek and then pulled his hand back. "I'm going to try and give you what you want."