She inhales, sharply, when the rumble of his growl presses against her throat, and although she's spent the majority of her energy on resisting, the last wave of her orgasm rides out with a fast shudder. Painful, almost, for how spent she feels, a desperate whine muffled against his hair as her heel grinds into the small of his back one last time, pulling him as far in as she can, before strength gives way entirely.
With slow breaths, in and out, Faye shifts until her nose presses against his temple, lips parted. Though it takes a few seconds for sensation to set in fully again, the first thought she has is of how warm she feels. How safe, even like this, strength sapped to the bone. All an illusion, of course. They're still leagues under the ocean, in a place rife with death and corruption, but for now they've the time, and for now she simple breathes against him, arms still looped around his shoulders, somehow unwilling to be the first person to move or let go.
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Date: 2011-10-18 09:15 am (UTC)With slow breaths, in and out, Faye shifts until her nose presses against his temple, lips parted. Though it takes a few seconds for sensation to set in fully again, the first thought she has is of how warm she feels. How safe, even like this, strength sapped to the bone. All an illusion, of course. They're still leagues under the ocean, in a place rife with death and corruption, but for now they've the time, and for now she simple breathes against him, arms still looped around his shoulders, somehow unwilling to be the first person to move or let go.