Doing this together was exactly why Annie had pulled him back up by his hair. Not that she was thinking about that at the moment, considering that the movement of Diego's thumb felt like it sent a shock straight through her, and everything from her foot against his back to her hand in his hair went taut with the tension of trying to hold on just a few seconds longer.

"Diego," she murmured again, kissing him just this side of completely desperately and . "Diego, I'm --"

She was so close already, and she knew he knew it -- she knew he was deliberately getting her there, even -- but she still felt like she needed to warn him to make sure he came with her. It also felt like she might need to warn him just in case she broke something. It was like that today.

Warnings didn't matter, anyway, considering Annie's eyes lit up gold before she could even finish whatever she was trying to say. But she kept them focused on Diego, resisting the urge to arch away or shut her eyes or disconnect from him in any possible way.