*can only shake his head mutely, press closer, kiss you harder, driven by a flood of feeling such as he has not experienced (had not thought himself capable of) since the last time you and he fought, every angry, hurtful word a new barb in an old wound*
*cups your face in both hands, pausing just one beat for air before diving in headfirst again, tasting you, breathing you, wanting you and letting himself want*