His whimper, his words, his voice BREAKING as his climax crashes through him, push her right to the very knife edge of release. A discreet finger over her clit a time or two while he's recovering sends her after him with a glad cry.
Her touch turns soothing and she nuzzles his neck. "My owl, my heart," she murmurs.
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Date: 2024-08-31 12:33 am (UTC)Her touch turns soothing and she nuzzles his neck. "My owl, my heart," she murmurs.