Soft, silky strands moved through his fingers, as he soothed his lover to sleep. There was never any doubt in his mind that they would have to give this up someday, but for right now they were as content as they could be.
Hazel eyes had looked at him earlier, begging for an answer, tears brimming along the lashes, threatening to fall at any time. He had wanted to give in, to tell him it would all be alright, but the business they were in was ultimately going to be the death of them.
There will be no ‘us’ anymore. The thought sent shivers down his spine and his own breath caught in his throat, his hand spasming and catching in the soft curls.
“Jensen...?” the body beneath him tensed, tear-spattered face turning to look into his eyes.