After his hands grab hold of her hips, enabling him to drive into her faster Aerith cries out, one hand tangling into his hair, holding him in that voracious kiss until the sensations building through her become too much to ignore, leaving her with her head tipped back, whimpering his name. The tension cording through her, keeping her tight around his cock and arched flush against him, finally snaps in a rush of shuddering bliss. Her legs tighten around him as she forces herself to open her eyes and meet his hungry gaze as he watches her climax light up her face and guide the raggedness of her movements.
His cock throbs against her walls, the urgency of his movements rising to a fever pitch before the heat of his release fills her, encouraging fresh waves of pleasure to sweep over her senses. "Balthier," his name is a breathless whimper, soft but tight on her lips, punctuated by a throaty groan that tapers off to blissful silence as they collapse together.
Aerith wraps both arms around him, the slowing ebb of his hips keeping her gasping until he goes still and lets her catch her breath, basking in the heat from their bodies and the way he stays buried inside her even in the wake of their orgasms.
Color high on her face as she listens to him speak, still lost to this wonderful haze of feeling she leans up to kiss him in answer. "You do," she whispers earnestly, knowing the response doesn't do how she feels justice at all. "Balthier, this is perfect."
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Date: 2022-11-14 11:09 pm (UTC)His cock throbs against her walls, the urgency of his movements rising to a fever pitch before the heat of his release fills her, encouraging fresh waves of pleasure to sweep over her senses. "Balthier," his name is a breathless whimper, soft but tight on her lips, punctuated by a throaty groan that tapers off to blissful silence as they collapse together.
Aerith wraps both arms around him, the slowing ebb of his hips keeping her gasping until he goes still and lets her catch her breath, basking in the heat from their bodies and the way he stays buried inside her even in the wake of their orgasms.
Color high on her face as she listens to him speak, still lost to this wonderful haze of feeling she leans up to kiss him in answer. "You do," she whispers earnestly, knowing the response doesn't do how she feels justice at all. "Balthier, this is perfect."