He hums against her, the vibration no doubt carrying against her skin as the last of the rolling movements pass through them both. "You're perfect," he murmurs back, just as breathless at the way she whimpered his name and clings to him as he is at having emptied himself in her.

For a few minutes, they fall into pleasant silence, his fingers gently stroking her skin as they stay pressed together, putting gentle kisses wherever he can reach, just enjoying being close to her and still entangled in one another.

As his cock softens, he pulls his hips away, sighing happily as they part. "Give me a minute," he says with another kiss and disentangles, slipping into the cold to go retrieve a towel. He wipes himself off, returning to hand it to her before sliding back into their nest of warmth and blankets and bare skin. "Come here," he says, leaving her hands free to clean up but pulling her back against him, kissing her hair like it's been days since he saw her last.