You're tied to this thing trying to come into our world. Something she finds as her enemy... I guess she would care because of that. I don't think it's the same kind of care that we think it is. More like... allies. Maybe? [ Jesse pauses. ] I know she didn't bring me here to find Dylan. She brought me here to help stop the story.

[ A sound almost like a hum leaves her at his hips pressing into her. Grinding. That feeling from before returns--wanting to indulge in nothing but him. The way he makes her feel. It's lighter, stronger, brighter. None of the words make sense but they are still the ones that come to the forefront of her mind.

She shifts slightly, laying on her back and pulling him along with her. She gently pulls his bottom lip between hers before breathing his name against his mouth. Her breaths are short and heavy, torn between catching her breath and kissing him again. Hands move from his back, up his sides, and to what she can touch of his front. Fingers brush over the zipper of his hoodie. She can't help remove it with them literally pushed together, but she also doesn't want to part.

Green eyes open to find his. Hazed with a sort of wonder but also growing desire. Also, a question of how far they should go--how far is he willing to bring her along? ]