It had become an exotic little dance of theirs that they had kept secret for some time now. Each night, after the sun had gone down and their companions had fallen into slumber, they would sneak away and offer each other a solace they could only find in each other. One day it would change, they knew, but for the time, they would take what the other had to offer.
It was forbidden, in a way, what they would do in the late hours of the night. However, they were unable to stop.
The forbidden had never tasted so sweet.