Skellig is more out of breath than she is when they break apart, the stars in his vision not entirely the ones that light the sky above her, brief flashes and crackles in the corners of the darkness.

"Yeah...yeah it was." He's laughing breathlessly, a little delirious, his energy intoxicated with her Karma.

To prove it (as if she wouldn't believe him?) he shifts his hands to her hips, pressing her back slightly - his cock brushing up against the curve of her ass. The look in his eyes is definitely less innocent, now.

"More than ready."