Fic Snippet: Through a Glass Darkly IV

"In His Shoes" has proven difficult, and so while waiting for it to unravel, I've been hip-deep in Through a Glass Darkly, Come Ye Home Again. There are several references to early SLS throughout the following snippet, but it should not detract from the enjoyment.

( You died a little death when your lips brushed his in that car, resumed the fall you began all those years ago, and you've died a little more every day since. It's been exquisitely pleasurable and painless, this dying. How could it not be when he resurrects you by filling you with his own life in a sinuous, writhing surge of hips and groping hands?  )