[They're together in this dream—in this bed. It shouldn't feel so surprising that each kiss and each item of clothing lost brings them closer and more entwined and yet it does. There are so many feelings, but surprise is definitely among them. But it's the best kind of surprise and for now he can't bring himself to question it.
His hands slide up and down her bare back. Almost bare. They skim over her bra. Once. Twice. And on the third time they pause at it, releasing the hooks and letting it hang open as he kisses her.]