[ A stuttered breath falls from his lips, then her name. He drinks in the sight of her, arched beneath him, flush red. His hips shift; the sheets twist around his fingers, and if he tears something, he pays it no mind.
It's a bit after her that he tenses, toe-curling pleasure spilling free. Blood rushes between his ears. He feels heavy and light all at once; the sun glittering through the stained glass grows too warm against his damp skin. For a moment, he forgets where the sun is even coming from.
Eventually, he rolls off, landing on his back beside her on the bed. The chandelier swings lazily above. ]
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It's a bit after her that he tenses, toe-curling pleasure spilling free. Blood rushes between his ears. He feels heavy and light all at once; the sun glittering through the stained glass grows too warm against his damp skin. For a moment, he forgets where the sun is even coming from.
Eventually, he rolls off, landing on his back beside her on the bed. The chandelier swings lazily above. ]