[ The sweetness that comes after the pleasure settling around them is as good as the release, she thinks, her arms wrapping around him to hold Armand close. It is natural to her, to nuzzle close, to kiss at his skin, to shift her hips a little as she does what she can to keep him inside of her, to feel the sensation of being joined to him in the echoes of their pleasure.
Turning her head, she kisses him so sweetly, so tenderly, nipping at his mouth and smiling into each press of their lips. She doesn't want him to move, doesn't want to lose this moment, doesn't want it to slip away. She's content, and shifts to curl into him with all the gentleness she possesses. ]
I love you.
[ She switches to elven, mirroring his own shift in language, kissing the edge of his jaw, the snarl of his mouth, smiling. ]
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Turning her head, she kisses him so sweetly, so tenderly, nipping at his mouth and smiling into each press of their lips. She doesn't want him to move, doesn't want to lose this moment, doesn't want it to slip away. She's content, and shifts to curl into him with all the gentleness she possesses. ]
I love you.
[ She switches to elven, mirroring his own shift in language, kissing the edge of his jaw, the snarl of his mouth, smiling. ]