The heat of their two naked bodies pressing against one another was almost painful in its fervor. Both of them were breathing heavily, their hearts pounding against their ribcages begging for release. She could feel his as his mouth traveled down her torso just as she was certain he could feel hers. There was a desperation in him that she couldn't recall every sensing before. Had her words really been that powerful? Or was it just the effects of the kill he was already beginning to regret? She didn't know and decided that it wasn't important. Life was entirely too harsh and too cruel to focus on the insignificant bits that didn't really matter.