Her climax is as insistent as every other part of her; an unrelenting, chaotic wave of tightly gripped fingers and legs, commanding that he be pulled under with her. There is nothing for him to do but oblige: a supplicant falling to his knees in benediction, his muscles stiff and quaking, hips gone hopelessly erratic.
"Natalia," he says, the softest rasp against the pillow of her lips as he tumbles headlong into orgasm. It is the first time he has said her name aloud.
He collapses atop her a moment later, still held firm by the lock of her legs, aware only enough to keep himself from resting the full of his weight on her panting, shivering body.
He is still inside of her. He wants to stay there forever.
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Date: 2014-11-12 06:20 pm (UTC)"Natalia," he says, the softest rasp against the pillow of her lips as he tumbles headlong into orgasm. It is the first time he has said her name aloud.
He collapses atop her a moment later, still held firm by the lock of her legs, aware only enough to keep himself from resting the full of his weight on her panting, shivering body.
He is still inside of her. He wants to stay there forever.