"Yes," she gasped. Then, quickly, "No." It didn't hurt, not really, not like slamming her finger or getting a cut. It was more of an ache, an intrusive fire, and Meghan wasn't sure if she wanted it to stop or to burn hotter.
Then she felt Elaine touch the heart of her, that still, silent place, and fire wasn't even an appropriate word anymore. No noise this time except a trembling little whimper as she could sense Elaine pooling into her, mingling them together.