Aftermath (Teddy) - Sunflower Beach

She would've wanted to watch him, but when she felt like this she simply couldn't focus enough to keep her eyes open. She simply writhed and moaned beneath him, leaning her head back as she arched into him and clung to him as if afraid to let go. Her nails pressing harder against his scarred shoulders as the waves of pleasure kept washing over her with the way he kept taking her.

He felt the bite of her nails in his shoulders. It was enough. Mixed with the glorious sight of her pleasure beneath him, he let go himself, let the waves of pleasure carry him away as well. He growled a little, bent his head so that he could lightly bite the side of her throat as his own orgasm started.

She loved it when he did that, the feel of his teeth sending a shiver through her as her body answered the call of his, clenching at him again as if wanting to milk every ounce of pleasure from him that she could.
If he ever left her she would surely wither and die. But there, in that moment, there was no such thought in her mind. There was only him, them, together.

She trembled under him, gave him all of herself. He relished that, cherished it. Leaning up so that he could cover her mouth with his in another deep kiss while he rode the waves of his own pleasure. She was perfect. So very perfect for him.

As he was perfect for her. Simply perfect.

Teddy returned the touch of his lips with the same passion and heat as him, one hand sliding up the back of his neck and into his hair while she kissed him. Tasting him with the soft brush of her tongue. His moans as sweet and precious to her as his touches.

This truly was Heaven.

((That seems so sweet -- want to call scene there?))

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