[Hook gives up on holding himself up. He wants to be pressed against her too badly to care about little things like crushing her a bit. He buries his face in her hair and slides his good arm under her, into the small of her back where he can pull her even closer. He doesn't want to move nearly as desperately as he needs to. the moment is perfect, but it can't last, and he feels like he's going to explode.
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Slowly, he starts to rock against her.]