She's not sure if she comes first or he does, but it hardly matters. They BOTH get their release, and it's so GOOD. Her shout of his name mingles with his cry of hers, the energy reverberating in the space, drowning out any echoes of emotions which might have remained from long ago.

She hardly notices the drop, body trembling, mind floating on a sea of afterglow and pleasure. She rolls them over, oh so careful, so he's on his back. Then she sprawls over his body as best she can while he's still inside of her.

"So good," she murmurs. "Going to just lay on you, right here. My mate, my treasures, right here under me." She's rambling a little.