“After a mission, I fall asleep in Jacob’s bed/couch on the train while everyone else is out. Jacob returns early and, when I refuse to move, slides in beside me. When I ask him if he’s rocking his hips against my backside, or if it’s just the train’s motions, he says nothing but pulls me up to straddle him. He lets the swaying car dictate the pace, every bump eliciting a gasp, until we’re both begging for more. And I don’t deny him when he asks for it.”