WRAP IT AROUND ME LIKE A SHEET

The illness has wreaked havoc upon her body, but her mind is clear. The want, no, the need that burns in her gut, as if she swallowed lava- is strange to her. Why does she feel this way? What is going on with her body? Is it he illness? Is that makes his scent so damn intoxicating? Is that what causes her to shift so that she's closer to him- so that her body can press into him. Surely, contact would cause her body to ache less- to feel better. At his words, her head turned towards his- her eyes seeking the strong verdant gaze- that she felt had saved her sanity. 'Want you.' He says, and she wonders what he means? What does he want about her? How can he want her when she is so unattractive? Ivory lids fall over her violet eyes, as she takes a deep breath of his scent in, and releases it shakily. "Have me." She murmurs, her eyes burning with intensity. "'not going anywhere." She says with a slight smirk. He knows how dire the situation is- will they even live through this?