His lack of hesitation made her heart sing and as he came closer to her, she could feel him. She could feel him. It was transcendent, above anything else she had felt in so long. Even when he had been with her before, he hadn't been with her.
Her body bowed up to his, accepting his, their union far more than just flesh. She smoothed her hands over his skin, learning him, his skin an echo of memory from the brief moments where she'd stirred in her sleep. "Cronus, my life. My love." she breathed, her lips moving against his, her knees sliding along his sides, urging him deeper.