It feels better than ever right now. Maybe it's just that they have time and honesty between them right now and they can enjoy it so much better when they're not lying to each other. Wash sprawls himself back along he bed, stretched out and pliant beneath York while Carolina presses up against York's back, heat and curves barely hidden by her t-shirt.

And York seeks out the best places, like he just knows which spots will make them moan and shiver. Which places to lick and suck, which spots to bite down on.