[ He curves down to meet her lips. His hair curtains his face, pupils wide the way they grow in the dark. The friction sends an intoxicating rush through him. He studies the long curl of her lashes, shadowed along her cheeks.
After a moment, he closes his eyes, too. When he breaks away from the kiss, his forehead tips onto her shoulder. Her skin grows slick; so does his as she clenches around him. He buries himself deep, in her, in all of it. There's a moment where he forgets where they even are or what brought them here; it's just her, tangled around him. The heavy rise and fall of her chest beneath, that noise she makes that's so familiar now.
When he groans her name, nearly a growl, she can probably feel it, too—the rumble, and the sharp tension before it releases him. Something cracks beneath his hand, wood splintering.
He doesn't yet notice, too busy catching his breath. His grip slowly loosens. ]
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After a moment, he closes his eyes, too. When he breaks away from the kiss, his forehead tips onto her shoulder. Her skin grows slick; so does his as she clenches around him. He buries himself deep, in her, in all of it. There's a moment where he forgets where they even are or what brought them here; it's just her, tangled around him. The heavy rise and fall of her chest beneath, that noise she makes that's so familiar now.
When he groans her name, nearly a growl, she can probably feel it, too—the rumble, and the sharp tension before it releases him. Something cracks beneath his hand, wood splintering.
He doesn't yet notice, too busy catching his breath. His grip slowly loosens. ]