It shouldn't be one, but Vasquez feels like he's under the gun to do something to keep Faraday. It takes everything he has to slow down and listen to Faraday, but maybe he is right. After all, it's been so long since they did this and he can't remember the last time they took it slow and did it right.

Maybe that's not such a good thing, he realizes, and he should calm his head down and do this properly.

"I missed you," he murmurs, running his hands protectively over Faraday's back as he does slow down, stepping away so he can nudge off his boots. "You can't blame me for wanting to get my hands on you again." He misses the explosive way they come together, not to mention the warmth and protection he feels when they're together at night.