Karen Greene of NYC, by way of Lynet of Orkney (lynet) wrote in refried_scenes,
It occurs to her that if she's confident, strong, he might be all right. She lets go of his wrists, runs her hands through his hair, kissing him back just as fiercely. She'd ask him to go gently, before, but she doesn't want to give him any more time to think, to change his mind, so she arches up to meet him, only half-sure what she's doing.