[He focuses entirely on her when she comes, slowing down, minding her reactions and responses to drag it out as long as she takes. (He learned early on that it's not always a great idea to go hammering through it... there's such thing as overstimulation and the last thing he wants is to give her anything but the most sublime pleasure he can.)
In the aftermath he cradles his arm behind her head, watching her adoringly as his other hand strokes up and down her side and her stomach. Muttering softly and nearly incoherently in his adoration.]
[Kyrie writhes indulgently beneath his touch, panting softly as her body still twitches in the aftermath of her release. She laughs, unable to form words just yet, her eyes shining and her cheeks flushed as she rides out the rush of pleasure and euphoria from it all. They're here, they're together, he's still inside her and as far as she's concerned there's nothing else in the world she needs to worry about.
She meets his eyes as he looks at her and although her limbs feel leaden and she still feels much to sensitive to move much beneath him, she lifts her hand to stroke up and down his lower back.
God, this man is just too much at times.]
-love you more.
[Oh no, what has she done, this can only lead to yet more one-upmanship in the 'no you' department.
She just about manages to raise an arm to cup his cheek, brushing her thumb along his jaw.]
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In the aftermath he cradles his arm behind her head, watching her adoringly as his other hand strokes up and down her side and her stomach. Muttering softly and nearly incoherently in his adoration.]
So beautiful. Oh, baby, I love you so much...
[gagging noises]
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[Kyrie writhes indulgently beneath his touch, panting softly as her body still twitches in the aftermath of her release. She laughs, unable to form words just yet, her eyes shining and her cheeks flushed as she rides out the rush of pleasure and euphoria from it all. They're here, they're together, he's still inside her and as far as she's concerned there's nothing else in the world she needs to worry about.
She meets his eyes as he looks at her and although her limbs feel leaden and she still feels much to sensitive to move much beneath him, she lifts her hand to stroke up and down his lower back.
God, this man is just too much at times.]
-love you more.
[Oh no, what has she done, this can only lead to yet more one-upmanship in the 'no you' department.
She just about manages to raise an arm to cup his cheek, brushing her thumb along his jaw.]
You're perfect and you're everything.
[vom]