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“I hope I’m not too sticky.” You comment, and he shakes his head.
“No, you’re not. Besides, I like having you close. It’s been a while since it’s been just us” Strohl reassures you, bringing your hand that was stroking his bicep to his lips to kiss it. You melt into his touch with a sigh.
He was right. Alone time was fleeting on this trip. There was respite to sneak around a little bit for quick kisses or late night talks. But the runner wasn’t very accommodating for people sharing a bed, nor was there much space or privacy throughout the entire vehicle. Maybe it was fate that led to being rained in, without any risks of the group finding you anytime soon. You hoped that they were safe and would find you by morning, but that was a bridge to burn much later.