[She can only hold it off for so long before her body breaks before her resolve. She's crying out with each thrust, to the point her voice feels rough in her chest. When finally everything shatters, her voice gives out before it can even leave her chest, only a sharp gasp that tickled the sides of her throat. She was gripping him as the waves of her orgasm echoed through her. Her hand left from between her legs, joining her other hand against the rocks, if only to keep her steady. Everything seemed out of focus, only a distant hum of the water and a sense of him rapidly thrusting into her as he moved towards his own end.
It was surreal, a feeling she hadn't expected, especially on the heels of two before. It left her quiet as she waited for sound to return, for the high of it all to disappear. It was lasting longer this time. Her body sore, bruised and cut. The waterfall at least covered her smell, even if she was fussed over later, no one would recognize what happened. Everything could continue without worry and none would even dream that she might have betrayed her own morals.
There were things she could say to help him along, but her voice still felt rough in her throat, pressed on both sides by Daemon. Instead, he might hear her small moans as her body settled back into itself, as awareness slowly filtered back from the high of it all, though she was still tight and clenched around him.]
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Date: 2022-11-12 10:09 pm (UTC)It was surreal, a feeling she hadn't expected, especially on the heels of two before. It left her quiet as she waited for sound to return, for the high of it all to disappear. It was lasting longer this time. Her body sore, bruised and cut. The waterfall at least covered her smell, even if she was fussed over later, no one would recognize what happened. Everything could continue without worry and none would even dream that she might have betrayed her own morals.
There were things she could say to help him along, but her voice still felt rough in her throat, pressed on both sides by Daemon. Instead, he might hear her small moans as her body settled back into itself, as awareness slowly filtered back from the high of it all, though she was still tight and clenched around him.]