<blockquote><div><cite>Dream Evil wrote:</cite>As there clothes began to disappear Terrence felt his passion swell and flower from within him.  As if something had just kick-started his heart and it began to beat and pulse again.  As they writhed in their rediscovered passions, growing deeper into something that could grow into love (though Terrence was just feeling secure about this moment in time).<br/>He could feel shivers running up and down his body when her hands touched his bare skin in a way he hadn't felt in far too long.  He craved it, like some addiction he had only realized he now had.<br/><br/>With a sudden movement, his time-strengthened arms managed to take her with him as he rolled onto his back, finding instead of harsh concrete on his skin, Sara's jacket softened the surface beneath him.  Now she was on top of him, and both his hands massaged her breasts, by impulse, something he had known all his life but hadn't put into practice for as long as he could remember.</div></blockquote>