[Jester grumbles good-naturedly into the top of Fjord’s head, tasting salt on her lips from his sweat as she pulls away. She’s extremely conflicted about getting up and off of him when he’s rocking up into her again and it feels so damn good. Also there’s—]
H-holy shit. [She lifts her hips and as soon as he’s halfway out she feels something give, and suddenly there’s come positively pouring out of her. Thighs quaking, she gets to her feet, feeling the loss of him immediately and keenly, and stumbles toward the bed. It’s a good thing nobody sleeps in this one; by the time she lays down and gets situated she can already feel a wet spot forming underneath her.]
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H-holy shit. [She lifts her hips and as soon as he’s halfway out she feels something give, and suddenly there’s come positively pouring out of her. Thighs quaking, she gets to her feet, feeling the loss of him immediately and keenly, and stumbles toward the bed. It’s a good thing nobody sleeps in this one; by the time she lays down and gets situated she can already feel a wet spot forming underneath her.]