[ she can feel the blossoming of those aches pulsing everywhere, from every scratch to every scrape and bruise, and somehow, paired with the aftermath waves of her release, it feels like an extension of her orgasm, the feeling of pleasure and pain all over that she can't seem to recall feeling this alive. and with the added pulse of his cock inside of her, the sensation of him coming bare so deep in her, she feels that added warmth of comfort and passion that comes with being with him like this.
there's a metallic taste on her tongue as she lingers on his shoulder, where her teeth had gnawed tight enough to scrape his skin, and she can always feel a radiated energy from it, his power paired with her, and briefly she thinks of bright colored lights blooming around them before she wills herself away from that thought.
leaning her forehead into the crook of his neck, she tries to regain steadiness of her breathing before easing down her aching thigh to try standing on her own, reluctant to draw herself away from him but knowing she can't stay like this for too long. ]
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there's a metallic taste on her tongue as she lingers on his shoulder, where her teeth had gnawed tight enough to scrape his skin, and she can always feel a radiated energy from it, his power paired with her, and briefly she thinks of bright colored lights blooming around them before she wills herself away from that thought.
leaning her forehead into the crook of his neck, she tries to regain steadiness of her breathing before easing down her aching thigh to try standing on her own, reluctant to draw herself away from him but knowing she can't stay like this for too long. ]