Warmth. The overwhelming sensation was one of warmth. The endless ocean of hair, which before had been stifling, now felt like a cozy blanket around them, bringing to mind driving home in her sheepskin-lined flight jacket on a winter night, and a crackling fire waiting when she got there.

Kisses lingered, like they couldn’t quite believe their lips. Tender, sweet, and enveloping, with mouths that couldn’t bear to be apart, exulting each time they met again.

Movements were languid, drawn out with caresses, and every touch was a delight in discovering the other’s form. Every moment was savoured, and seemed to last forever.

Then their bodies entwined, like they’d be incomplete without every square inch of skin being pressed together. Arms wove around her as if to protect and shelter, tucking her in for hibernation together. Moving over her, like an animal.