[ he isn't even entirely sure he's said her name out loud before this, but when it leaves his lips now, it's like an assurance she really is the only thing he's seeing, hearing, feeling, that he's giving everything in this very moment for her, everything he has to offer right now all poured into this escape they're chasing together.
even without the accompanying cry of his name, he can feel the shake in her body, the tremble that presses against and around him, signaling that peak. when she sinks herself against him, still chasing it in her rocking hips, he moves with her, palms grasping on her hips, so he gives her every grind of pressure in her pleasure until she signals for him to stop.
when she mutters against his shoulder, her lips hot with her breath to his skin, he shudders as he thrusts up against her, knowing he isn't going to fall too far behind, not when she feels as warm and inviting and exhilarating as she does, when she urges him to find that peak of pleasure with her.
soon enough, he groans, digging his face in against the crook of her neck, breathing hard to the junction of her shoulder as the build pulses through his body, the motion of his hips seizing as he gives in to the release. his own body trembles as he brings an arm around her, the other secured at the base of her neck.
in cooling down, his name leaves her lips quietly, feeling every part of himself open and unshielded for her, even as he hides himself against her skin, holding her as everything falls still. ]
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even without the accompanying cry of his name, he can feel the shake in her body, the tremble that presses against and around him, signaling that peak. when she sinks herself against him, still chasing it in her rocking hips, he moves with her, palms grasping on her hips, so he gives her every grind of pressure in her pleasure until she signals for him to stop.
when she mutters against his shoulder, her lips hot with her breath to his skin, he shudders as he thrusts up against her, knowing he isn't going to fall too far behind, not when she feels as warm and inviting and exhilarating as she does, when she urges him to find that peak of pleasure with her.
soon enough, he groans, digging his face in against the crook of her neck, breathing hard to the junction of her shoulder as the build pulses through his body, the motion of his hips seizing as he gives in to the release. his own body trembles as he brings an arm around her, the other secured at the base of her neck.
in cooling down, his name leaves her lips quietly, feeling every part of himself open and unshielded for her, even as he hides himself against her skin, holding her as everything falls still. ]