His reassurance came just in time. She found the way he struggled to get his boots off rather... endearing. He was always a confident man, and he struggled so little, it seemed. Yet, here, he was someone a little different, someone who didn't have all the answers - just like her. As he straightened the blankets around her, the warmth inside her grew. More than desire, this was deeper. A steady, quiet, roots-strong thing. Beauty's smile softened, then broke when his hands slid up. She sucked in a breath and squirmed. "Don't," she said against his mouth. "Don't stop for anything in the whole world."
The place could burn around them, for all she cared. Tonight, it was just them, and it was about time.