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[shakes her head, she didn't mean to imply that - though, maybe she did]

Quit over-thinking it. You and me... we're something all right.

Yeah, she's only recently figured out how to do it. It's just a long process.

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What are we, exactly? Just so I don't have to over-think anything.

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Exactly? I don't think there is an exactly to us.

[have a pause -- and a bit of dialog to boot]

Raylan, sometimes... I look at you and I never want to see you again.

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As long as there's an us, maybe there doesn't have to be an exactly.

[Pauses to listen, pauses longer. It stings but he can't say he's never felt the same way.]

There was a time I did my damndest to make sure that's exactly what happened. It's still an option, if that's what you really want. You can go back to Gary and pretend like none of this ever happened. 'Sat what you want?

[He'd do it, if she said yes. But it's clear that's not what he wants her to say, underneath the surface.]

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[she'll keep quiet for a bit, shaking her head]

Right now -- I'm not really sure what I want.

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[He closes the distance between them a bit;]

That makes one of us.

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[Well, hello, Marshal Givens...]

Raylan, you can't make it that simple.

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[Not backing down just yet]

Why not?

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Because, we've never had anything be simple between us. We can't just start now.

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He still remembered their nonverbal shorthand, and withdrew his hand as she rode through her climax. Her breath in his ear was electric, the sounds of her and the feel of her coming apart enough to push him over the edge as well. His pants grew heavier, hands drifting to her hips to pull her against him as he came, back arching and thrusts becoming erratic.

He could feel the heat of their skin, the sweat making their bodies slick, soon to be cooling in the air of the room. Raylan turned his head, desperately seeking her mouth as the surge of his orgasm started to wane, wanting to kiss her lazily while he rocked against her a bit more. He wanted the moment to draw out as long as possible.

Her body was alive against his, nearly singing with the pleasure she was letting radiate through her. Winona let her hips press down against him, seeking out a hint of friction as she rocked down to him. She could feel the drag of his cheek against her mouth, letting her turn as well, seeking that contact with a parting of her lips. Reclaiming his mouth, she deepened the kiss with as much want and need as she felt.

Finally, he moaned, low in the back of his throat. It was as much a release of his body as it was complete satisfaction with her. His body tingled, shivered with aftershocks of pleasure as she settled down on him again. Raylan rubbed his hand up her back slowly, pausing on the back of her neck and holding her there as their lips met.

She could own his body any time, and probably vice versa. But what he wanted was her heart, because she'd never really left his.

The feeling of her heart racing in her chest echoed in her ears and she was certain he could feel it as it drummed against him. All she wanted was to be still with him, sinking into that kiss, letting it consume her as much as their actions had moments ago. Her tongue explored the deep recess of his mouth, just letting that lazy kiss build to something that pulled a soft sound from the back of her throat.

Her motions slowed, easing to something more akin to a gentle shift, just settling against him not even wanting him to part from her. Fingers drifted against his side, slipping between their chests so that the tips could press to his chest, just resting there, giving her something else to feel. She wanted to feel his heart beating as hard and constant as hers was.

Shutting her eyes, she broke from his mouth with a sigh. Forehead resting to his, she let her eyes open. Her focus pulled slightly before her vision adjusted, watching him for a brief moment before her nose brushed softly against his. That soft non-verbal gesture of adoration that she had missed, bringing an ache to her chest that she hadn't quite prepared for.

He smiled at her, still sort of caught in the haze of lovemaking, and reached up to brush the damp hair from her face.

I love you

If only time didn't exist, so he could lay here with her forever. His body began to calm, his heart finally starting to beat at a normal rate. He moved again, slowly raising his hips so he could separate their bodies long enough to try and roll them over on their sides without their legs being in a tangle. Drowsiness was starting to creep up on him, and he wanted to drift off with her in his arms, passing the nights like they used to together.

With a soft smirk, her eyes fluttered shut, leaning into the touch of his hand ever so slightly. When she felt him shifting beneath her, she replied in kind her body easing off of him and to the side. Her thigh brushed over his hip, drawing her leg along side his, the soft touch of her toes to his shins the only part that connected until she settled beside him. Loose-limbed she wasn't quite worn out, but the notion of needing to be asleep relatively soon was washing over her.

She took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly as her fingers trailed over his arm seeking out his fingers as she eased in beside him. Her foot, where once only toes pressed, slid between his legs, tangling against him just to assure herself that whatever connection she'd lost in their parting -- she'd regain in slumber.

It took a little maneuvering, but he managed to get at least one of the covers over them as they lay situated. He held her hand for a while, interlocking their fingers and rubbing small strokes with his thumb before bringing the back of her hand to his lips for a soft kiss. Raylan watched her hand for another few moments, appreciating the delicate contrast to his own weathered hand, before turning his attention to her eyes.

It had been a while since he'd been able to just sit and take her all in, skin flushed and lips swollen. She really was beautiful like this, eyes full of a warmth he'd missed at his core. He smiled softly, amazed at how fate seemed to work, and not taking one second of it for granted.

A free hand slipped out from where it had rested comfortably, as her other stayed laced to his. Her fingertips moved to brush to his cheek, a light touch that just settled her thoughts a bit. Watching him, she looked to see what he was looking at. The way his eyes met to hers, that restful moment that they shared. He saw something in her, something that only he knew - that only he could trace down in her eyes.

After a moment, she leaned in closer to him, a soft kiss brushing to his lips. Barely a hint of contact, but enough to make her smile. She settled against the pillow beside him, her fingers brushing to his hair for a moment before she let it rest to her hip lightly. Content to just watch him until her eyes wouldn't stay open any longer.

Raylan smiled, the expression spreading slowly across his features as she touched him, stroked his hair. He slid his hand over her neck gently, touching his forehead to hers. It was a gesture of familiarity he hadn't shared in a long time, and he slid his eyes closed, content to just hold her until the sun came up.

Her eyes shut, just enjoying the closeness and the comforting contact resting to the back of her neck. Her hand grew lighter, more relaxed as she started to drift to sleep beside him.

This content moment, this perfect quiet, she'd missed it so much and even if she was only to have it for this one night, she wasn't going to forget.

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