Her abrupt disconnect startles him; somehow the mere chance to kiss her again had temporarily wiped the past from his mind, and he'd let his guard down. If she tried to hurt him just then, it would have been a perfect chance. But she clings to him still, and he can feel the tension in her body as she physically refuses to withdraw from his arms.

"Blue." He calls her to ground her, and nuzzles her back to him. No one else can interfere with this, not when he's finally holding her again, catching her gorgeous full lips with his own and reviving an addiction that he could never bury in the first place.

"...do you remember when we first met?"

Omega strokes the back of her neck, and eases her slowly down to the bed with the weight of his body pressing into hers. He doesn't settle fully on top of her, but he stays close enough to kiss her again between words, and speaks to her so the sound of his voice will scare away anything else.

"I didn't know how to take the feelings you provoked in me." His open mouth ghosts down her throat, whisper-soft, and runs a hand back and forth over her side. "All I knew is that I'd spent my whole life trying to be better than you, and I couldn't let you win. But you did. So easily." The flutter of her pulse receives a slow, worshipful kiss. "I opened up the scars you left in my chest again, to be sure they wouldn't fade."