Skellig groans softly against her skin as her body trembles and tightens around him, the waves of raw pleasure and joy that she allows to slip from her grasp on her emotions are strong enough that they easily 'recharge' his internal reserves that were depleted by the earlier fight with the bandits.

It takes him a fair bit of self-control to refrain from pushing her further off the edge of her release, but he manages to refrain, somewhat. He can't help himself from continuing to work his fingers inside her, his pace slowing - not wanting to overstimulate her - but still gently coaxing her as she comes down from her climax.

He allows his lips to press lightly to her throat, before he leans back and tries to catch her gaze with his eyes.