[He huffs a quiet, tired laugh against her hair, lifting his hand up again to slide up her back and sink into her locks, gently stroking, his other arm curving around her waist to hold her. His chest lifts her up and down as he breathes slowly to try to steady his heartbeat, still pounding feather-fast from adrenaline. His lips catch against her temple, humming in amused agreement.]
Hey, you know me. I like to come out on top.
[He can't miss the double-meaning of his own words, scoffing with another laughing exhale. Silly. And here they've made a hot mess of themselves, should probably clean up before long, but he really can't bring himself to move. She still feels so good, nestled around him, and the energy of their combined pleasure is buzzing around in his mind.]
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Hey, you know me. I like to come out on top.
[He can't miss the double-meaning of his own words, scoffing with another laughing exhale. Silly. And here they've made a hot mess of themselves, should probably clean up before long, but he really can't bring himself to move. She still feels so good, nestled around him, and the energy of their combined pleasure is buzzing around in his mind.]