He's being so gentle with her, so perfectly, excruciatingly gentle with her. He kisses her and she can't help but let a little of her hunger slip. She deepens the kiss, unable to contain throaty sighs. She twists in his arms until she can wrap both arms around his neck, her hands curling around his head so she can drink deep and long from his sweet mouth.

They're all alone up here. And she is weak.