Cora bared beneath her, stretched out beneath her - both were good, very good, and her fingers would curl in Cora's hair, draw her up to another kiss, slower and deeper this time, her fingers sliding smoothly down Cora's stomach, pausing for an instant at her waist, then curling slowly lower, cupping Cora for an instant before she kissed Cora's lower lip and murmured: "Tomorrow." With a hint more order to it.