[ The heat has to die down at some point and it does, slow to do so but gradually leaving him shivering over her in the wake of his own sweat. Sharing one last slow grind, he leans up and kisses her as he rolls his hips away to separate them.
A breath punches past his lips as he does so and Fjord drops at her side, a heap of limbs vaguely in halforc form. God damn. If anyone could murder him with a good fuck (or three?) it's her. ]
... I love this tent.
[ His arm slings over her waist, loose and affectionate but too tired to do more. ]
[A laugh bubbles out of her, breathless and happy, and she curls into his side, arms looped around him lazily. There's no hurry in the way she basks in his warmth - for once truly exhausted and sated - and her eyes are hazy with affection when she looks at him.
There's a half-beat of consideration before she leans in to give him a feather-light kiss on his brow. Something chaste and warm and it should not be cause for her to blush given all they've just gotten into, but it makes heat curl in her cheeks. Which she hides quickly by snuggling her face back under his chin.
She doesn't need sleep but oh, she will enjoy sharing one with him. As if her limbs would let her do much else at the moment.]
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A breath punches past his lips as he does so and Fjord drops at her side, a heap of limbs vaguely in halforc form. God damn. If anyone could murder him with a good fuck (or three?) it's her. ]
... I love this tent.
[ His arm slings over her waist, loose and affectionate but too tired to do more. ]
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There's a half-beat of consideration before she leans in to give him a feather-light kiss on his brow. Something chaste and warm and it should not be cause for her to blush given all they've just gotten into, but it makes heat curl in her cheeks. Which she hides quickly by snuggling her face back under his chin.
She doesn't need sleep but oh, she will enjoy sharing one with him. As if her limbs would let her do much else at the moment.]