He likes how frantic and wild he can make her, how he feels her nails in him annd sometimes her teeth, and her sweet moans and exultant cries, and how she can pull much the same from him... but he likes the peace that comes after even more. They fall into a warm haze together.

He frees his hand from between them -- it had only rested there, after he had lost himself -- and rests his head against the mattress over her shoulder for a moment, before turning his face to kiss her cheek.

"All day, this was all I wanted. Just you." He rolls onto his side then, holding her leg to turn them both, then moving to gather her against his chest. "You want to come out with me tomorrow? You're more help to them than I am."