[ The pressure builds and stretches inside him. He can feel her trembling beneath him; there's a moment where he just buries his face in her neck, her hair, breathing hard. Her name tumbles out in a groan, rolled up in a curse that follows.
He looks back up she brushes his cheek. The mirror turns, capturing her image: the soft part of her lips as she moves, the rise and fall of her chest. He holds up his weight on the bed, hand atop hers with their fingers interlocked. His other hand shifts and he presses two fingers into the slick heat between her legs.
She can see him in the same mirror, the lightest flush to his skin. His eyes glint where the light catches them—not quite an animal shine, but close. ]
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He looks back up she brushes his cheek. The mirror turns, capturing her image: the soft part of her lips as she moves, the rise and fall of her chest. He holds up his weight on the bed, hand atop hers with their fingers interlocked. His other hand shifts and he presses two fingers into the slick heat between her legs.
She can see him in the same mirror, the lightest flush to his skin. His eyes glint where the light catches them—not quite an animal shine, but close. ]