The bars were between them. That didn't stop their eyes.
He entered the cell. She slapped him across the face. He caught her hand, holding it.
"You broke your word." His eyes revealed the injury.
"I had to."
He sighed. "What happens now?"
"That's up to you, Commander."
Bill stroked the hand he was holding. Then he pulled her flush against him, kissing her. It was anger, lust, and them. He maneuvered them, so she was against the bars. They removed the barriers, and he lifted her. She wrapped her legs around him, as he pushed into her. She moaned.