[ she has to let go of him at some point, but his weight against hers and the way he catches his breath synchronizes with hers is making it very hard to do so. she does put both her feet back on the floor, almost stumbling with exhaustion as she does so, but manages to keep a steady grip on his arm as she leans one last, chaste kiss.
that felt really nice. so much so that she's giggling against his lips the more it dawns on her in the midst of the afterglow -- that they're simply too impatient to wait for their return to tokyo, let alone vegas, and decided to fuck against the door instead where anyone could interrupt at any moment. he really was serious when he said he wasn't going to hold back, yet he still has the sense not to come all over her... :/ oh well. ]
Next time...
[ she breathes her words next, head shifting to rest right on his bountiful chest. rip her poor legs. ]
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that felt really nice. so much so that she's giggling against his lips the more it dawns on her in the midst of the afterglow -- that they're simply too impatient to wait for their return to tokyo, let alone vegas, and decided to fuck against the door instead where anyone could interrupt at any moment. he really was serious when he said he wasn't going to hold back, yet he still has the sense not to come all over her... :/ oh well. ]
Next time...
[ she breathes her words next, head shifting to rest right on his bountiful chest. rip her poor legs. ]
Let's do it on the bed next time.
[ yeah. ]