It feels like time has stopped for now. Everything else has faded around them and it's just them, just now.

"Dimitri." He can't even find the words besides his name. Maybe that's all he needs now. His Dimitri. His beautiful sunshine, brave and bright. He nuzzles into his chest and neck, as if trying to drown himself in his whole being.

"Forget the fishing. I want you." What else could be on his mind? How is he supposed to think properly until they've made love now?