She wished they were somewhere else, somewhere more private so she could hear those sounds he was holding back, she was curious to hear the way he sounded in such a moment, it only fueled her passion for him, knowing that she could be the one to make him sound that way. Though, really, it was her body, she figured, she didn't feel like she was doing much at all. But at the same time, what they were doing in that moment was a huge triumph, they'd made it through all the hard things, the difficult, impossible obstacles, oceans between them, memories lost and returned, pain and tears; there they were, making love.

And truly, that was what it was as he started to move with her, finally. She gasped against his neck, eyes clenching shut when he pressed up deeper than he'd been before but soon after, it drew a shuddering moan from her, one that she muffled against his skin. Her body started to move more smoothly, her movements less tentative and more sure as she let instinct take over, her body starting to feel like it was on fire, in the best way possible. "God, Leckie..."