(SE) we can just dance to this

LOCKE

She does look a little different, he can see the line of her ribs more easily, under the bruising. Speaking of, once she's touching him, he can't help himself. His fingers skim across her sides, pressing lightly as if to will the bruising away. They find her hips, pressing lightly there before he works his hands up her back. He just wants to feel her again, soak it all in. She presses herself against him and he takes a shaky breath. "Yeah.." Had he been cold before? If he had been, he hadn't noticed.

But now? His entire body feels like it's on fire. Every minute shift she makes only serves to make it worse. His breathing picks up a little as he leans down, pressing his lips to her's again. One of the hands on her back tangles into her hair, tilting her just enough he can kiss her properly. It only serves to stir up the heat in his belly but it's fine, he has self-control. A little bit anyway. He bites at her bottom lip, careful of her piercings, before pulling away.

His turn to tuck himself into her. He buries his head into her neck, nipping at the pale skin there before sighing softly. "M'sorry.. I want you.. So bad." His grip tightens on her, "I don't want to mess this up though." She's lucky if she can hear his little confession over the sound of the water.

There's beauty in all kinds of danger
But none so beautiful as you