She sucked in her breath, in tiny little gasps as he covered her body with his. Her hips moved, naughty hips, as she drew her legs around his waist. She cannot think when he kisses her neck like that, she cannot think at all except for warmth and Robb and now.

She doesnt answer his question except to kiss him, drawing him closer. He must know now, he must understand that Robb means now and love and hot and so many things in one simple breathy word. She squirms against him, his name almost on the tip of her tongue until he is flush against her.

"Please Robb," Del murmured against his lips tracing her fingertips against his cheek as she looked up at him like he was her whole universe and that he was all that she wanted.