Date: 2010-08-24 03:20 am (UTC)
She doesn't ask this time, just pulls the energy from the air around them and smooths it into his skin, turning time forward to speed the healing. Her hands massage away the tension, slow and steady.

Her body rocks forward into his touch, but she doesn't break contact. She has all day, and she lets him tell her exactly what he wants, letting him lead the dance this time, curious to see where he'll take them.
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