[ For a while, what feels like an eternity, Poe's just as lost in the afterglow as she is. Everything that happened since their mouths came crashing together was working up to that one amazing peak of sensation, and on some level he knows that while perfumes might have pushed them together, the intensity that followed built up far beyond any influence it might have had. Later on, when he's more inclined to think beyond the moment, the complications will come rolling it, but not yet. Right now they're wrapped around each other in a way that's comfortably intimate, with softer, exploring touches and slow, warm kisses, and he's not going to ruin it prematurely.
He's presently nuzzling idly against her neck, tipping his mouth up to brush trailing kisses along her jawline. He does still intend to drag her into that very nice, very spacious shower. Eventually. ]
If we did it right, you'll still feel it tomorrow.
[ He might say it with a quiet chuckle, though it's not untrue. She's far from delicate, he's aware of that, but this is all still very new to her, and he hasn't been excessively gentle with her. Before, anyway, now that it's not so urgent he's taking advantage of the opportunity to give certain areas more thorough attention with a different sort of goal. His fingertips do seem to naturally drift upward, along the curves of her chest, which he had only a vague idea of before... all of this. ]
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He's presently nuzzling idly against her neck, tipping his mouth up to brush trailing kisses along her jawline. He does still intend to drag her into that very nice, very spacious shower. Eventually. ]
If we did it right, you'll still feel it tomorrow.
[ He might say it with a quiet chuckle, though it's not untrue. She's far from delicate, he's aware of that, but this is all still very new to her, and he hasn't been excessively gentle with her. Before, anyway, now that it's not so urgent he's taking advantage of the opportunity to give certain areas more thorough attention with a different sort of goal. His fingertips do seem to naturally drift upward, along the curves of her chest, which he had only a vague idea of before... all of this. ]
But I wouldn't mind reminding you.