She's clinging to him as tightly as she dares, her tempo possibly off even more than his is. Her breath comes in brief gasps, several of them accompanied by his name, hips jerking up and staying there when the real orgasm hits. Eirene's body eventually relaxes underneath him, skin almost as damp as her hair, and it's a good bet the fuzzy smile on her face isn't going anywhere for a while.
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branchandroot
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Date: 2008-08-21 03:50 pm (UTC)