Lee grit his teeth as Sharon bore down on him. Over time, he'd learned to expect it, even enjoy it when she did something like that, but then most of the other times they'd had sex, it had been a lot about exchanging those kinds of sensations. This was different, the light kiss that Sharon gave him being just one more example of it, and he wasn't expecting it. But like he kept telling himself, this wasn't about him.

He felt her legs lift, felt her hips moving against his in time, making his strokes that much longer, that much deeper. They were rolling together like lovers instead of whatever else they were.

When she spoke, his head was down, mouth working over her neck and collarbone. Lee looked up at her, taking a second or two to understand what she was asking. He'd called her by name, they'd spoken... he knew who she was, and it wasn't as though Boomer could have known...

Of course.

Lee shifted slightly, feeling her surround him with warmth and wetness.

"Athena," he said, breathless. The name she'd come to claim as her own.