[ she pushes up with that invitation. That lack of surety asks for nothing else. That want to not have her disappear and a surety, that she wouldn't - not right now. ] Nor I, since my husband passed.
[ The sheet holds, if barely, her hand slips from his to slide against his shoulder and then over it, pushing herself forward into him, to kiss him and nothing else. The taste of wine on her mouth, the downed glass of champagne she'd drunk to make it possible to do - any of this. Her head tilting at the angle to slip against him. It's a press and nothing else, asking no more than other to say yes as loudly as possible. Yes, yes she is certain. ]
no subject
[ The sheet holds, if barely, her hand slips from his to slide against his shoulder and then over it, pushing herself forward into him, to kiss him and nothing else. The taste of wine on her mouth, the downed glass of champagne she'd drunk to make it possible to do - any of this. Her head tilting at the angle to slip against him. It's a press and nothing else, asking no more than other to say yes as loudly as possible. Yes, yes she is certain. ]