Pestilence drew her into a kiss, and it was just as perfect as she had imagined it would be. The embrace felt unfamiliar despite her having felt it so many times before; she was a few inches shorter now, and her body was quite different as it was brought close to Pestilence's, her breasts pressed against his chest. And yet it felt so right, so perfectly right, and she almost didn't want it to end. The sweet taste of his mouth on hers, her arms around his neck, his hands on her hips, their bodies pressed close, the contact causing all those thrilling sensations in her...

As they finally parted, she smiled at his compliment. "Thank you," she said, and for a moment she could almost imagine nothing had changed, that she was in his arms not just for tonight but forever and ever, and they would never part again...

But that was an empty wish and she knew it. It would be for this night only, but even that was enough. For now.

"Oh, that sounds very good indeed," she said, remembering how it had been to ride the motorcycle before. Oh, she could definitely handle being so close to the object of both her love and her desire.