Neil stroked her through her orgasm, fingers still inside her as he sank into her embrace with a deep, ragged sigh. The feel of her pleasure, those sweet words, the taste of her moans and sobs still fresh on his tongue--it rippled through him like a breeze gone soul-deep, stirring to life things he hadn't let himself feel for most of his life. Not like this, not wild and boundless and without restraint, without caution.
Contentment. Serenity. Hope.
"Jon dagho--I love you." he replied hoarsely, tipping his head against hers and letting himself get lost in it: her cunt still fluttering around his fingers, his own desire sweet agony burning under the skin, a white-hot lance flaying open his chest as his heart tumbled out and into her waiting arms. "I love you so much..."
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Re: 9/21 - around 7:30
Date: 2018-10-24 10:07 pm (UTC)Contentment. Serenity. Hope.
"Jon dagho--I love you." he replied hoarsely, tipping his head against hers and letting himself get lost in it: her cunt still fluttering around his fingers, his own desire sweet agony burning under the skin, a white-hot lance flaying open his chest as his heart tumbled out and into her waiting arms. "I love you so much..."