She gasped at the touch of his mouth, warm and wet and exactly what she'd been missing. Sharon's fingers held Lee's head to her breast for a bit, shutting her eyes to the world and just feeling everything, the hunger and need and God, his mouth...

"Frak," she moaned aloud, twisting them so that Lee was on top of her, so he could do things to her (not hit her face, not like last time, that was for him, to make him feel something so he wouldn't be numb....)

She tried to push the rest of her clothes off, all while pushing at Lee's, too. She didn't want frakking, she told herself. Frakking was what Helo and Boomer had done. What she wanted was Lee making love to her, making her feel better, and Sharon forgot for a moment that she was using him the same way she ended up using everyone else in her life.

She pulled his mouth up to hers and there were tears still there as she kissed him, finally breathing. "Please, Lee, please..."

Sharon didn't know how many more times she could beg him for it before she started crying all over again.