My hands ached to touch him, not sexual exactly but like seeing a really fine sculpture.

How that hand ached - as though it had been held above the trigger key for a century.

His hand still ached but the swelling had gone down.

My hand ached from her grip but I didn't stir.

My arm and hand still ached some from the bites.

His hand ached, but so far as he could tell all the fingers were still working.

His hand was aching from writing so much, but that wasn't why.

Blade's hand and arm ached from the blow he had given it.

His hand on the glass ached from the cold of the ice inside.

Sometimes his new hand ached, as did the new eye.