Nadine sinks slowly into her bedclothes as the vines retract, breathing heavily and trembling in the aftermath. She's going to ache tomorrow, she can tell. There will be bruises. The thought makes her smile.

Mustering all the strength she has, she rolls over to lay against him and stretch out in repose. All of her feels drained and hollowed in the most pleasant of ways. Little tingles of aftershocks still flare through her and the scent of their sporting hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the fragrance of flowers and greenery.

"I think that was some of the best sex we've ever had. And we have really good sex." She settles in more comfortably, more than content to lie here a while.

"We definitely need to use your powers in bed more often."