[His scent is strong, tempting even. It's always been but she's thirsty. She can feel his pulse racing through his veins within her grasp. This one person who's stuck by her side for so long now...
Lips parting she lingers, though doesn't press forward any more. Lifting one of their clasped hands up, she rests it against her cheek.
She can't imagine the thought of him ever disappearing on her too. He means too much to her.]