Sinthia didn't at all mind that everything would be out of order; she wanted Illya so bad it was becoming an ache in her chest to be near him and not touching him. And as much as she had had romantic encounters before, nothing of this kind had ever included her.

When her legs hit the side of the bed she didn't try to maneuver them anywhere else, merely letting herself fall enough to splay out on the sheets. "Come here. I have my own physical therapy to give you."