Just a Coffee
She cupped his cheeks, having already figured out he was a creature of lust and heat and pulled him down for a kiss. She was uninhibited, and let all of her emotions go free into the kiss, trying to help him.
It really didn’t hurt he was a gorgeous man that sparked feelings she had never thought to have again.
Breaking the kiss because she needed to breathe and she was getting weak kneed, she looked up at him, hands still on his cheeks. “Does that help?”
He’d been prepared for the trickle of desire held in the baser consciousness of the passerby - when she kissed him instead, offering up a veritable buffet of emotion and lust and need and pure focused desire, he growled and deepened the kiss, drinking it in pull by pull, finding it an everlasting fountain.
He was breathing hard too, when she pulled away. “Sweet inferno, does it ever. It will be repaid to you, as soon as I’m able.” Now he was sure he could make it as far as they needed to walk, within reason. He just hoped, as he tugged her back into the wet and cold, that he’d left her enough to get by on as well.
She was slightly dizzy and chilled as they stepped back out. “Its two more blocks.” She nodded down the road. Sam blinked hard, trying to hide the dizziness as she pressed against his side, using him him to ground her now, her stubbornness not letting her just stop and ask for help.
She figured, as long as she kept moving until they got back to her warm home, she’d be fine. Would need something warm to drink and dry clothes and a blanket, but she would live.