[ for several long, syrupy moments hythlodaeus can only lie still, catching his breath while his heart pounds in his throat. he feels relaxed form head to toe, entirely unwound, and he continues to lie against her, boneless and languid, while the aftershocks of pleasure roll over his body in steady waves. he's still inside of her, the sweet slickness of her cunt still holding him tightly, tugging from him every last remnant of bliss.
he feels scoured from the inside out. ]
Mmm..
[ is all he can manage to say for the first few moments. he breathes her in, the scent of sex and skin and sweat clinging to her body, the air around them cloying and damp, the sheets tangled around their legs.
at last he lifts his head, his lavender hair an absolute mess, and he looks down into her face with a weary smile and hooded eyes, one hand moving to brush the damp hair from her eyes. the way he looks at her can only be described as abject adoration. ]
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he feels scoured from the inside out. ]
Mmm..
[ is all he can manage to say for the first few moments. he breathes her in, the scent of sex and skin and sweat clinging to her body, the air around them cloying and damp, the sheets tangled around their legs.
at last he lifts his head, his lavender hair an absolute mess, and he looks down into her face with a weary smile and hooded eyes, one hand moving to brush the damp hair from her eyes. the way he looks at her can only be described as abject adoration. ]
Hardly. It was all you, my dear.