Za'r shifted closer, her body pressing fully against his while the moonlight filtered through the window and painted soft silver patterns across the bed.
Ka'z met her gaze and he brushed a strand of hair from her cheek with the back of his fingers and she leaned into the touch, eyes still a little red from earlier tears yet steady now with a different kind of intensity.
Without another word she rose onto her knees, guided him onto his back, and straddled his hips. The fabric of their remaining clothes was pushed aside with unhurried hands until nothing remained between them.
She positioned herself above him, one hand bracing against his chest while the other reached down to line him up, and then she sank down in a single long glide that drew a shared breath from both of them.
