[He knows. Can tell by the way she tightens around him so beautifully how close she is. By the way she's milking him, begging for his release without ever saying a single word. They're going to fall, going to go careening over that ledge in a matter of seconds, of heart beats, and it's as impossible to stop as it would be to quit breathing.
Muscles coil, constrict almost painfully as his hips work, thrusting forward and back, in and out, losing their previous rhythm and giving in to the desires of his body. Breath hitches within his chest, catching in his throat as he feels that thread stretch to it's limit and finally snap so pleasantly.
Hips crash against hers as he buries himself balls deep, finally letting go within her tight heat, release pumping into her in thick, long ribbons until he's utterly spent and there's nothing left to give. A mantra of her name and random words spoken in his own language fall from his lips as his head falls back, nails digging into her flesh where he's holding her.
It shouldn't feel this good, shouldn't feel like his entire body is alive and singing with pleasure. Shouldn't feel like his heart is going to explode out of his chest. Shouldn't feel like he can't keep his hips from rolling is slow circles, giving her everything, every part of him until it all belongs to her.
But it does, and he wouldn't stop it even if he could.]
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Muscles coil, constrict almost painfully as his hips work, thrusting forward and back, in and out, losing their previous rhythm and giving in to the desires of his body. Breath hitches within his chest, catching in his throat as he feels that thread stretch to it's limit and finally snap so pleasantly.
Hips crash against hers as he buries himself balls deep, finally letting go within her tight heat, release pumping into her in thick, long ribbons until he's utterly spent and there's nothing left to give. A mantra of her name and random words spoken in his own language fall from his lips as his head falls back, nails digging into her flesh where he's holding her.
It shouldn't feel this good, shouldn't feel like his entire body is alive and singing with pleasure. Shouldn't feel like his heart is going to explode out of his chest. Shouldn't feel like he can't keep his hips from rolling is slow circles, giving her everything, every part of him until it all belongs to her.
But it does, and he wouldn't stop it even if he could.]